Chapter 26 Robin
Something about the way I moved in the water made my thoughts more fluid than ever before. Maybe the sensation was what athletes called a flow state, but as I tapped into the qualities Circe was trying to show me, I experienced more than my usual, simple joy at singing. I realized I’d taken my voice for granted as something to polish and perfect with practice. Now, it was so much more.
My voice wasn’t different—I was different.
“You seem to be picking this up nicely. Does everything make sense so far?” Circe waited for me to nod, and when I did, she clapped her hands. “Wonderful! Now, in order to verify you are using your voice correctly, we need an audience.”
An audience? I crossed my arms, not keen on using my newfound ability with anyone else present, but my concern
