Lexi closed her eyes to visualize manipulating the air around her, imagining it as river currents, as ribbons of intangible silk, rippling and flowing and lifting and pulling. She felt her feet leave the ground and the breeze stir her hair. When she opened her eyes, she was over open water. She faltered for a moment, certain she saw ominous dark shapes down there, but righted herself again. This is fun, she told herself. You’re having fun. Really, you are.
