“Can you start the fire with magic?” “Not with this.” Jassyn summoned a sunny orb like her father had at dinner. “Illumination is only a pretty light. Though it is useful for replenishing someone else’s drained Essence.” Studying the light, Serenna tilted her head, not understanding half of his words. “So, what can our magic do?” “Our magical abilities originate from the stars, where the elves believe their powers came from.” Jassyn’s light morphed and swirled around his fingers like an aurora waving across the sky. “We have no control over the elements of the physical earth: fire, water,
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