Necromancer's Legacy
Amna insisted, walking over the mosaic floor comprised of small stones and crystals set in concentric circles that wound tighter and tighter to disappeared under the table.
I wanted this. I needed their help. And yet, as I moved forward, it felt like I was walking through sand. Only part of that was anxiety.
The air was thick with a magical charge, thick enough that it was almost solid against my skin. I could feel it, but as with everything thing magical since that night in Ezra's study, I couldn't reach it.
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