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glanced back for comfort, a lightning bolt landed about twenty feet in front of us, thunder echoing off the hillside, amplifying the horrifying sound.
Snow reared back, and it took everything in me to keep a hold of her reigns. The fear-filled neigh pierced my heart as Fenn cried, “Rory, hang on!”
“I’m trying,” I yelled back, doing everything in my power to regain control of her. I didn’t have time to panic. She was still jumping and weaving her head to and fro, my hand full of her mane. I whispered soothing sounds into her ear, trying to calm her and my frantic heart. With a jarring thud, her hooves slammed to the ground.
Snow skittered right to left in a dance of nervousness. It was as if she didn’t know which way to run. The rain fell harder, distant thunder still echoing through the darkened sky. I tried with all my might to hang on, but my grip was slipping from the rain. Then another lightning bolt sounded, cracking off to my left, lighting up the darkened sky in a brief burst. Flames shot out of the tree it struck like an inferno brought to life.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the fire as Snow screamed and reared again, this time throwing me onto my back and knocking the breath out of me as I slammed onto the ground. Massive hooves plunged towards me, and even though I tried to roll away in time, I got nicked in the forehead.
“Snow,” I moaned as stars danced in front of me. It did no good. She had taken off in her panic, racing away as fast as she could. Pain lanced my forehead, and I reached up to find a line of blood wetting my fingertips.
I heard an awful lot of hissing and popping behind me so I glanced back over to the fire and turned to it, enthralled by the orange familiar. The flames felt alive, burning through my core and I wanted more.
Forgotten was the horse that ran away, forgotten was the blood sliding down my face, and forgotten was Mr. Creepy’s warning.
I should have felt panicked because Fenn had dismounted his horse and was crouched down beside me, saying my name over and over and touching my head, apologizing incessantly. But panic didn’t set in. Instead something else stirred to life, waiting to seek its moment.
I wobbled forward and tried to sit up out of Fenn’s grasp. I wanted those flames. They roared again, as if acknowledging my desire, the burnt orange color lighting up around us.
Suddenly, as if my will became reality, the ground rippled in a wave, and as the wave rolled past me, Fenn was thrown backwards, away from my side.
The moment I felt the earth shudder beneath me, something changed. I stood as a line of flames raced towards me along the grass, breaking right before they touched me and looping around me in a large circle. The rain-drenched hair that was stuck to my face magically dried. All of me was dry, like it had never even rained to begin with.
I stood slowly, hearing Fenn’s footfalls as he yelled out my name, running to where the circle was still open. I needed to get back to him before things got out of control like before, before I blew something up. Something like me.
But I could control these flames. It was an irresistible urge, one that I didn’t want to ignore. As the realization sank in, the flames roared to life again, as if agreeing with me. They danced in a perfect circle, untouched by the falling rain.
A smile painted my lips as I reached out and brushed them with my fingertips. As soon as my fingers touched the flames, a pulsing energy awoke within me. My eyes closed in bliss as I tilted my head to the sky. Pure energy raced through my veins, sparking out of the palms of my hands. It was a rush unlike anything I had ever felt. When I finally opened my eyes, I imagined the flames growing higher and watched in awe as they did.
“Aurora!” Fenn shouted in desperation. He darted across the field towards the circle and skidded to a stop just as he neared the flames. His face was frightened. “Aurora, you have to jump!" He wanted to pull me away
Snow reared back, and it took everything in me to keep a hold of her reigns. The fear-filled neigh pierced my heart as Fenn cried, “Rory, hang on!”
“I’m trying,” I yelled back, doing everything in my power to regain control of her. I didn’t have time to panic. She was still jumping and weaving her head to and fro, my hand full of her mane. I whispered soothing sounds into her ear, trying to calm her and my frantic heart. With a jarring thud, her hooves slammed to the ground.
Snow skittered right to left in a dance of nervousness. It was as if she didn’t know which way to run. The rain fell harder, distant thunder still echoing through the darkened sky. I tried with all my might to hang on, but my grip was slipping from the rain. Then another lightning bolt sounded, cracking off to my left, lighting up the darkened sky in a brief burst. Flames shot out of the tree it struck like an inferno brought to life.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the fire as Snow screamed and reared again, this time throwing me onto my back and knocking the breath out of me as I slammed onto the ground. Massive hooves plunged towards me, and even though I tried to roll away in time, I got nicked in the forehead.
“Snow,” I moaned as stars danced in front of me. It did no good. She had taken off in her panic, racing away as fast as she could. Pain lanced my forehead, and I reached up to find a line of blood wetting my fingertips.
I heard an awful lot of hissing and popping behind me so I glanced back over to the fire and turned to it, enthralled by the orange familiar. The flames felt alive, burning through my core and I wanted more.
Forgotten was the horse that ran away, forgotten was the blood sliding down my face, and forgotten was Mr. Creepy’s warning.
I should have felt panicked because Fenn had dismounted his horse and was crouched down beside me, saying my name over and over and touching my head, apologizing incessantly. But panic didn’t set in. Instead something else stirred to life, waiting to seek its moment.
I wobbled forward and tried to sit up out of Fenn’s grasp. I wanted those flames. They roared again, as if acknowledging my desire, the burnt orange color lighting up around us.
Suddenly, as if my will became reality, the ground rippled in a wave, and as the wave rolled past me, Fenn was thrown backwards, away from my side.
The moment I felt the earth shudder beneath me, something changed. I stood as a line of flames raced towards me along the grass, breaking right before they touched me and looping around me in a large circle. The rain-drenched hair that was stuck to my face magically dried. All of me was dry, like it had never even rained to begin with.
I stood slowly, hearing Fenn’s footfalls as he yelled out my name, running to where the circle was still open. I needed to get back to him before things got out of control like before, before I blew something up. Something like me.
But I could control these flames. It was an irresistible urge, one that I didn’t want to ignore. As the realization sank in, the flames roared to life again, as if agreeing with me. They danced in a perfect circle, untouched by the falling rain.
A smile painted my lips as I reached out and brushed them with my fingertips. As soon as my fingers touched the flames, a pulsing energy awoke within me. My eyes closed in bliss as I tilted my head to the sky. Pure energy raced through my veins, sparking out of the palms of my hands. It was a rush unlike anything I had ever felt. When I finally opened my eyes, I imagined the flames growing higher and watched in awe as they did.
“Aurora!” Fenn shouted in desperation. He darted across the field towards the circle and skidded to a stop just as he neared the flames. His face was frightened. “Aurora, you have to jump!" He wanted to pull me away
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