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What was Harvest Adams?

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I DIDN'T KNOW what to think anymore.

I was worried about, well at this point pretty much everything that had happened earlier. The first memory I allowed
myself to carefully review without wanting to scream into a pillow was Raskei.

My heart beat roughly within me, as I thought of all that happened in that 'chamber.'

I wanted to review what she had seen, and how much of it had been enough for her to potentially know my secret, but of all the flashes, only one thing she had said got to me.

I have a dilect.

I stared out into the nothingness of my room, heart a hard beat within me. She said I had used the chamber all on my own before.

I remembered the exact moment I had quite well.

It was a chamber I cast when I fell from the sky trying to reach out to my mother. It was how she could hear a voice, it was how I spoke.

Mama. The first word I ever said.

My throat ran dry. Until now I always thought it had been a trick of the mind. That moment had just been created in my subconscious, a sort of illusion.

But I had done it. I had spoken something.

That meant that I was unspoken.

That somehow I had a dilect.
Right? Could That be right?

It was the only explanation for it. Only an explanation is available.

I glanced down at my hands and my body. I certainly didn't feel any different at all, but I felt my heart beat faster at the mere possibility that I may be able to conjure illusions like Claire or manipulate reflections with Mirror magic like Thandi, or anything else that reds were capable of.

I shifted in bed staring at the pebble on my desk. It sat there emotionless and void.

The only way I could be sure of that was if I could somehow complete the exercise Miss Almulese had given us in class. If I could move the stone- that would be proof enough.

My breath hitched at the thought as I sat up straighter, staring directly at the dull pebble. I shut my eyes sucking in breath.
Just a slight movement would do the trick.

I opened my eyes again, glancing at the other end of the desk. That was where I would aim.

My gaze narrowed, focusing as hard as I could.

I must have spent close to five minutes and yet no matter how hard I concentrated it just didn't want to budge.

Frustrated I shifted away in bed, grabbing my blanket and throwing it over my head, inaudible screaming into my sheets.

Frustration oozed in every vein and those awful thoughts that I was only human, that I was ordinary as I have always been returned into my mind. This was ridiculous!

I threw the blankets away sitting back up. I felt dull on the inside, but my mind flashed back to the chamber. I had bigger problems ahead of me.

Every scene.

Raskei had seen it all.

She had seen me falling from the plane, she had seen and heard me call tom mom, she had seen my mother in the hospital and Gravis asking me to not let anyone know of my identity.

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