by Restless Lucidity » Sat Dec 29, 2012 11:32 pm
Once again, she does as he says, shutting her eyes and focusing her energy into the small wand in her hands. She waits a moment before she begins this time, but just like she had each time before, she begins with, "Practe Bigi Nar..."
"Contero!" That word might have come out just a bit more slurred than she had hoped, but at least she sounded spirited when it emerged from her mouth. She said it quickly, confidently; she was getting used to this, it seemed.
She finishes by pointing the wand at the rock as instructed, a faint pink on her cheeks as she realizes her fumble with the pronunciation. Still, she looks more excited than embarrassed as she waits for her incantation to have an effect...
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