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    “We can see the threat,” he said with a smile.  “We just need to find Traven.”

 
     
     
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    Kalista happily made her way down the garden path.  Bright flowers were in bloom all around her, and the sky was clear and blue.  It was another beautiful spring morning, and she was looking forward to spending it with Traven.
    Their previous meeting had been fantastic.  She had learned so many interesting things and could not wait to find out what other surprises the young wielder harbored.  Hopefully, he would be more comfortable and willing to show her more of his skills.  She found it cute that someone with as much power as he possessed could be so timid.
    She walked around a large tree and spotted him sitting on the same stone bench they had shared yesterday.  He had his eyes closed and was sitting perfectly still.  She could not tell whether he was asleep or merely deep in thought.  A mischievous thought entered her mind.  Maybe she could get back at him for his invisibility trick.  She slowed down and started walking towards him very quietly.  She had not taken more than a step past the tree when he turned towards her and opened his eyes.
    She missed a step in surprise, but then started walking normally towards him.  How had he known she was there?  She was sure she had been perfectly quiet.  He smiled as she finished making her way to the bench.  He stood and waited for her to sit down before reseating himself.
    “Good morning, Traven,” she said.
    “Good morning,” he replied with shining eyes.  “What would you like to see today?”
    “Something powerful,” she replied.
    She had seen that Traven could do many different things, but she had not seen him do the mighty feats of magic she knew he was capable of.  She watched with excited anticipation as the young wielder’s forehead wrinkled in thought.  He then gave her a shy smile and stood up.  He reached his hands upward towards the sky and took on a look of concentration.  Almost immediately, flames shot upwards from his hands.  There was soon a large pillar of raging fire stretching up high into the sky.
    The fire disappeared, and there was a brilliant flash of light high overhead.  It was followed almost instantly by a thunderous boom.  Kalista jumped in surprise and then realized what had caused the sound.  Traven had followed up the pillar of fire with a bolt of lightning.  She smiled.
    “Can you make it rain?”
    She had barely asked the question when drops of water began falling around her.  Surprisingly, she remained completely dry.  It was as if an invisible barrier surrounded her.  Traven’s powers truly were magical.
    “It appears you can do just about anything,” she said with a smile.  Traven shrugged with a sheepish smile as the rain stopped.
    “I can’t do any of this for very long,” he said as he came over and sat down on the bench next to her.  “When I wield the ambience, it slowly drains my strength.  If I wield too much, it will weaken me to the point where I’ll pass out.”
    “I suppose that is one cure for insomnia,” she stated, thinking of her troubles falling asleep over the last week.
    “I normally don’t have any trouble falling asleep,” Traven said with a smile.  “I’m usually tired enough that I drop right off.  If it cured me of nightmares, then that would be worth it.”
    He was still smiling, but a slight change came over his features.  She wondered if he continued to be plagued in his dreams by those who had died.  She had dreamt of her deceased guards once again last night.
    “I thought you said the deaths of the guardians did not bother you as much anymore?”
    “It’s not that,” Traven replied.  “My dreams are often too lifelike for my liking.”
    “What do you mean?” she asked.
    “Oh, nothing,” he said as he turned away.
    Traven said it in such a way that she could tell it did mean something important but that he didn’t want to talk