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Chapter 8-1
Chapter 8 “Concentrate.” “I am, damn it!” Ephram growled, wiping a hand over his face in obvious frustration. “Then concentrate harder,” I said, trying not to sound discouraged. “You have the ability. You only have to bring it to the forefront of your mind.” It was two days after our talk in the park. Ephram had closed the gallery for the night and was now in my apartment, trying to find his telekinetic powers. He bent down, resting his hands on his knees, asking as he did, “Was it this hard for you when you tried to learn to control an element?” “It was difficult. But I was allowed to wait until I was of a proper age first.” He looked up at me. “Then why can’t I wait?” “Because…” I shrugged. “That is not a good reason.” He straightened again, glaring at me. “You promised me, no m
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