“They look… a little familiar,” she squinted.
“Relax. Don’t try so hard. Soften your gaze. Stop trying to rationalize, to think. Instead, feel. You know them, you’ve just forgotten,” Gage’s voice became quieter as he watched Skyler become still, relaxed, and touch that part of her where Source resided. “You are the last of the Future Fae. Only you can read the words that will command the blue fire from the sword.”
Skyler took a deep breath and read, in a different language, the words that, illuminated by his crystal, told her how to control the fire.
“Again. Read it again. Commit it to your memory this time.”
On the third time through, Skyler’s eyes were closed, her fingers relaxed on the edges of the scroll. Just as Gage moved the crystal away, a tiny flame began in the center of the
