Chapter Fifty Six
It took a solid month before Tray would back up an inch while I channeled through the dance. I could still feel his spiritual essence pulling me back toward him like a colossal rubber band. The silver mist stayed firmly encased inside my soul and didn’t display even once. Regardless of this fact, my brother still wouldn’t relax.
I learned to manipulate the wind. And, I had a feeling that I could lift myself off the ground by calling to it. But, I didn’t dare to even try it because Tray would likely chain himself to me if I took flight again.
When I asked Willow about maybe, possibly testing my theory she looked panicked and said, “…there’s no way you can even attempt to do that right now!”
Unlike Tray though, she was willing to explain the reason for not permitting me to try it.
“I know you could probably control the flight through the channel. But, the problem is the silver mist. If you access it accidentally in free-flight, even for a few seconds, we might never see you again. I’ve never seen anyone freak out the way Tray did when you got sucked up in that celestial hurricane of light.
“Your brother glowed with an unreal gold aura that I have never seen before in my life. Then he crouched down and sprang straight up in the air like he had just achieved a boost from a rocket. The aura that surrounded him looked like a hybrid lion/raven thing. You were really high up in the sky before he finally managed to grab you. I could’ve sworn he took flight for a few seconds because something lifted him higher once he was up in the air…” Willow said and then I saw her shiver.
“I won’t use the wind or anything else to fly around besides a plane until either you or Tray says it’s okay – you have my word. But, I would like an answer to a question if you’d be so kind…” I stated slyly.
I had been waiting for this opening with her for a month now. This was the only time I’d been alone with her since my first day of channel dance practice. I tried to contain my excitement as I prepared to ask her ‘the’ question.
“Sure – oh, wait – I will answer only questions that pertain to you and your training. Now, feel free to ask away,” she said and I could swear I saw a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Curses – foiled again…
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