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Chapter Eight

Mavyn’s eyes are on me, but I don’t knohat to say

How could any power take a person from one world to another? The question of course sounds silly when considering that people are brought into these plains in such a manner, but that somehow feels different, almost natural, an unexplainable phenomenon like an earthquake or a storm But for a person to take the power of an object and do the sa the clouds to rain

“You can use the stone to get us away from here?” I ask

“I’ my wonder with disappointment

“You said—”

“It is possible,” she interrupts, “but that doesn’t mean I necessarily have the ability to do so The world stones carry with thereat enchantments that can be harnessed in many ways, but at their core is a blueprint of their connection to the world they came from, like a memory A map really, one that must be read and interpreted with discernment and skill”

“And you are in so,” I infer

The child, who stands next to lowers

“You haven’t seen what she can do,” he gru—”

“It’s okay, Astor,” she hushes hi it”