The Mask And The Master (Mechanized Wizardry Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Columbine said, flopping on to one hip and turning her back to him. The grass was soft against her scratched-up feet, and she curled it in her toes.“Throw it!” he screeched happily.“It’s not for throwing.”“Come on, let’s play hot potato. Stephan and Errol and the others want to.”“Go get a potato then,” she told him over her shoulder with her most cutting look. I wish Ariell was watching this, she thought as she scrunched up her face. This is a good one.The boy laid it out for her, once again. “You’ve got a beanbag,” he said, gesturing with both hands, “and it gets hot when you press it.”“It’s not a beanbag.”“Okay, fine, what is it then? I’ll tell you; it’s a hot potato! Come on!” he wailed to the heavens, loving the sound of his own voice. “We have to play. I mean, what else could that thing possibly be for?”Columbine felt the warmth of her golden pouch shining through her palms. She could feel the little crystal threads starting to form inside as the magic—the tool, she corrected herself—went to work. In another few minutes, it would be hard as a thick piece of bark, and it would stop pumping out heat. But for now, it was warm and wonderful. “I just like to hold it,”
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