Touching the Moon part 18


Touching the Moon part 18
By
Morpheus

One of the many unique things about the sorcerers course is that each student is actually given their own private study room in the hall of sorcerers. It is a room reserved just for them and their sponsors to work together in.

My study room contained a desk where we could work at as well as a bookshelf and a permanent spell circle engraved in the floor. The desk was covered with the various papers and notes from the spells we were working on.

“What are we doing tonight?” I asked aunt June whom I’d just met up with a couple minutes ago.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” she asked me with an amused look.

I let out a sigh, having hoped that she would have forgotten about this. Of course, I hadn’t really expected that she would have, which was why I’d worn loose clothes and no bra. I activated my talent and felt my body growing and improving.

“Are you satisfied?” I asked once I was in my enhanced form.

“Yes I am,” aunt June responded. Then she looked me over and said, “One of these nights, I’m going to make you wear some makeup and clothes to show off your body.”

I paled at that, not quite sure if aunt June was joking about that or not. Knowing her, she probably wasn’t.

“But not tonight,” aunt June told me with a smile. “Tonight, we’re going to try something new.”

“Okay,” I said, growing curious.

“Well, you’ve been doing very well the last couple times I was here,” aunt June said with an amused look. “You’re really getting the hang of casting these spells.”

“Gayle has been helping me every day,” I responded, pleased by the compliment. “She got me caught up with the rest of the class.”

“You’re going to have to introduce me to her sometime,” aunt June told me. “But right now, I’m going to show you how to make a token.”

“Really?” I asked in delight. “Great.”

“We’re going to use some of the spells you’ve already done,” she told me, pulling out the right diagrams. I looked them over and then nodded. “You’ve watched me make tokens several times so you should already have a basic idea.”

Aunt June pulled out a stack of blank business cards, her preferred material to make tokens out of. Or at least, it was her preferred material for disposable tokens since she’d made it clear that she definitely liked using jewelry even more.

After aunt June described what I needed to do, she had me prepare the spell circle and then she cast the first spell while I watched closely to what she did to bind the magic into the token. Then she stepped back and had me repeat the entire process.

It took me only two attempts before I was able to successfully bind the spell into the token. “I did it,” I exclaimed, nearly jumping up and down as I held out the business card that had the spell in it. “I made a token…”

“Now try it out,” aunt June told me.

“Irefay,” I exclaimed, using the activation word I’d chosen for the token.

An instant later, the business card crumbled in my hand and a small fire appeared on the floor, similar to the camp fire that Even had had shown me last week. I grinned proudly while aunt June nodded her own approval.

“Very good,” she told me. “But you might not want to use pig latin for your activation words.”

“I thought it was a cool idea,” I protested.

“It is,” she agreed, chuckling faintly. “But you want to standardize your activation words so you can activate any of your tokens without having to stop and remember what word you used. I’ve heard of sorcerers who customize each of their activation words and then they can’t remember them fast enough in an emergency.”

Aunt June had me practice a few more times, casting spells and then freezing them at the last moment into a token. I did the fire spell again and the whirlwind spell, as well as one to freeze water. Before long, I was growing confident in my ability to actually transfer a spell into a token.

“I think you’ve got that,” aunt June told me proudly. “For someone who started off behind everyone else, you’re sure picking this up fast.”

“It was Gayle’s tutoring,” I told her. Then at her hurt look, I quickly added, “And all of your great teaching.”

“Good catch,” she responded with a grin. “But you are doing pretty good. The first time I tried making a token, it took me four tries.”

“So, what next?” I asked.

“I had planned on spending a little longer working with the tokens,” aunt June told me with a grin. “But, we’re a little ahead of schedule so I think we have time for something else. I’m going to teach you a spell that’s a little more complicated that anything you’ve done so far.”

I used a wet sponge and wiped the chalk lines out of the spell circle and then she began to draw new ones. I watched carefully as she placed the lines and symbols, noticing something about a couple of the lines and marks that caught my attention.

Aunt June began casting the spell and I stood back, watching intently as she called the magic and formed it into the pattern. Again, something struck me as familiar but I couldn’t place quite what it was at first. By the time she completed the spell and transferred it into a token, I had a guess.

“Is this some kind of fire spell?” I asked aunt June.

“Yes, it is,” she responded, giving me a look of surprise. “How did you know?”

“Every time I do a fire spell, the pattern comes out here and here,” I tried pointing into the air, though it was hard to do since the pattern was no longer there. I gestured to the drawings in the spell circle and gestured to a few other spots. “And these are kind of the same.”

Aunt June stared at me for a long moment, making me uncomfortable. “You know, I was here for nearly six months before I started learning how to tell what a spell is by looking at the pattern.”

“Really?” I asked in surprise.

“Really,” she answered, giving me a thoughtful look. “Most sorcerers don’t learn how to read the patterns until they’ve had a bit more experience.”

I chuckled self-consciously at that. “Well, those tests they had us take at my old school said that I was really good at pattern recognition.”

I had always been pretty good at being able to see patterns and where things went, not that it was very useful. I thought that it had to do with the amount of practice I had putting together jigsaw puzzles. After doing it enough times, I could look over all the pieces and quickly pick out where the right shapes and colors matched. I could put a puzzle together in very little time when I put my mind to it, though I usually preferred to go slow and take my time.

“Well, I want you to start paying attention when you cast spells,” she told me thoughtfully. “See if you can start recognizing other spells.”

After this, aunt June had me perform the same spell that she’d just cast. I still didn’t know exactly what it did, only that it was related to fire. It was a complicated spell compared to any of the other ones that I’d done, but I was eager to try it out. It took me three tries before I was able to complete it and tie it into a token.

“Now to see exactly what it does,” aunt June said, holding her token out and saying, “Abra kadabra.”

A ball of fire appeared in the air and just floated there like a miniature sun. Then after ten seconds, it went nova and exploded.

“Cool,” I exclaimed, holding my token out and saying, “Activate.” A new burning sun appeared where the previous one had been, and it too exploded after only ten seconds.

“I think we’re about done for now,” aunt June told, looking quite pleased. “I need to get going home.”

“Are you going to be back again tomorrow?” I asked her hopefully. Even though I had to be in my enhanced form whenever aunt June worked with me, I still looked forward to it.

“I’m afraid not,” she apologized. “I’ve got a few things that I need to take care of and a few shows to perform. I won’t be able to get back until next week.”

“Okay,” I responded with a sigh of disappointment.

“Don’t worry,” she teased me. “You’re not going to be bored.” There was a mischievious look in her eyes, the same look she had just before she’d first announced that I’d have to be in my enhanced form when she taught me. “I might not be here, but I’m going to leave you with some homework…”

A short time later, I walked aunt June to the hall of doors and said goodbye. I gave her a hug and then watched as she disappeared through one of the doors.

I was just turning away to go back to my dorm room when I felt the faint tingle that always preceded my enhanced form wearing off. Without really thinking about it, I absently touched my talent again and felt the tingling vanish, giving myself another hour or two in this form as I started for my room.



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