 Post #4 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
Oh, the girl was okay. That was good. And she was trying again, and by the looks of things, succeeding. That gave Amur hope.
She turned her attention back to her own lemon and steeled herself. She would get this.
Letting out a slow, shallow breath, Amur brought her wand back up and slowly went around the lemon. Again and again and again. Sweet. Sweet sweet sweet. She liked sweet. But that wasn't the point. It wasn't for her. It was for the horse guardians. It was to show them they were good people. That they could be trusted.
"Magimus." She stated it simply. A fact. A need for it to work. A determination that it would work. Small sparks, slightly brighter than before, came from the circle her wand was tracing, and settled onto the lemon skin, giving it a faint sheen.
She gave way to hope, and finishing the last pass of her wand, rested it across her knees. Bringing the lemon up to her lips with both hands, Amur hesitated before taking a small bite. It was sweet. Deliciously so, and this time her toes curled in a good way. This was candy!
Boy did she love that spell!
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |