My mind feels disconnected from the rest of my body as I walk back to the house. The power Cratt and Baro have awoken in me ebbs through every cell. It’s almost like the moment of understanding when you figure out how something works, but much, much stronger. And as they said, even though they were the ones who unlocked my mind to access this power, I have to be the one to practice and learn how to use it.
I pass Mrs. Swanson’s shelter. Dad’s already opened the door for her, but it’s still raining and she’s refusing to come out. Instead she stands there watching me, chewing on a large bale of hay that’s been strung up for her by the door. I suppose she’s as good a subject to try it on as any.
I look deep into her eyes, relaxing my thoughts as my instincts now tell me, and reach my mind o
