The morning light in the Grove was different than anywhere else. It filtered through the canopy in shafts of dusty gold, mixing with the lingering mist to create a world that felt soft and dreamlike.
Leela dug through the paper sack, fishing out the dried fruit and protien bars.
"Breakfast of champions," she joked, tossing Finnegan a slightly smashed.
Leela picked at her protein bar. " Fenn, I don't know how to do this. It was different when we were kids in a dream. I didn't have to find you then, you always found me when I needed you."
"That's it." Fennigan replied, "We are already connected, Leela. It shouldn't be that hard to find that anchor. For you, you need to drown out the magic. We need to figure out how to get you to block the magic and use it when you need to. Not when you'r
