Reply To: Circle of Eights, Stories

As soon as Arona said “sand” she noticed an object sitting at the base of the coatstand.

Funny I did not see that at first.

It was very beautiful, a glass globe, with coloured sand in it.

Yet she found herself stepping back, hesitant, wondering if it was some sort of a trick the dragon might be playing on her.

Someone else joined her in the tunnel, it was the older lady who had soothed her to sleep and told her to use her magic. Her energy felt very beautiful to Arona, it was gentle and yet powerful, and it also had the feeling of laughter.

Hello Arona, how is your hand?

Oh, my hand is fine thank you, said Arona, feeling the pain in her left hand throbbing.

The lady smiled. And how is the magic going?

Oh good .. I have learned it is easy and I just have to believe in it. She hesitated ….. mind you the truth is I am still wandering around in these dark tunnels….but I do feel much better about it.

What were you thinking about when you fell and hurt your hand?

I was thinking about magic, and then when I fell I had a terrible feeling of doubt as to whether there was such a thing.

Your hand holds a clue for you Arona, the answer to a riddle.

Oh could you just tell me? I have been answering riddles ever since I got here.