It was almost an hour ago when Clara departed from her mother's presence. She was taking a walk, not far from the castle. It was an intense moment for her after falling out in talk with her mother. Just then, a sparrow flew by. She gazed at it until it flew out of her sight. She wanted to stop thinking about what transpired between her and her mother but unfortunately, she couldn't. Minutes later, another sparrow flew by. She paused to look at it fly away just like she had done with the second bird. Suddenly, she closed her eyes, folded her hands and began to cast a spell.
"One by one, let it roll and fall, my hand, on palm and in time, so mote it be!"
At once, the sparrow made a U-turn and flew in her direction. It landed undisturbed at the palms of her left hand, which she had op
