*Mae*
It had been three days since Mae arrived at her grandmother's house, and she felt the pressure of the time passing. Wearing clothing she'd found in her mother's closet from when she was younger, she took a deep breath and tried not to focus on her father's timeline rapidly approaching.
“Hold it, Mae. You must learn to hold it, keep lasting control," her grandmother instructed.
Her grandmother was not the warmest teacher to learn from. Mae chuckled to herself when she thought how alike her grandmother and father actually were, considering how they felt about each other. She did her best to do as she was told and focused on holding the branches above her.
It had not been as difficult as she had feared to control her magic and start to use it. The electric ball seemed to want to w
