Cait awoke, feeling in her bones the deep hum reverberating through the walls. She"d been lost in disturbed dreams, lying inside some great machine. Trapped in a cavity between roaring cogs, unable to crawl out without being crushed.
She tried again to find the well of calm cold within where the magic lay. If she brought it to life, bent it to her will, then perhaps she could escape this terrible place.
But it was unreachable. In her mind she glimpsed a mountain lake covered in ice. She recognized it from a holiday hill-walk taken with her mother and father, years ago. A memory that had become, for some reason, the way she envisioned the magic inside her. The deep waters of that lonely lake the well of her power. It called to her. But her legs refused to work, like in a dream. She shoute
