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Chapter 12
If only I could manipulate air the way grandma could, she was a mystic when it came to elements almost as if they spoke to her, she could manipulate them all to do her bidding. I tried to master the elements but was never as good at it as her, plants I can to some extent, even water, but air is not an element I ever picked up in her teachings, same as fire, the most I could do with fire was make a candle go out or make the fire pit blaze, but controlling it was never my thing, I had caught far to many things on fire, burned way to many rugs before granny all but gave up teaching me that one, plants though, she insisted on mainly because I kept killing her herbs, so I know secretly it was to prevent plant deaths. My hands brush the hedge searching for its source of energy. I can’t part it,
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