This is not my idea I don't own this story if you know it is written by Tamora Peirce. I do own copyrights to this fanfiction, and I do not like people who take others stories. Sorry if you noticed the mistakes in the last one I forgot to read over it this one will have none. Also I like REVIEWS just telling you that.

"Keth, what are you doing here," Tris asked? The boy in front of her was her was her old student Kethlum Walder, he is the man who created Chime. He lived in Tharios, and I guess now he lived here. He was born with a seed of ambient glass magic, but one day he was stuck by lightening by the Syth. The lightening had mixed his glass magic with lightening, and he became a lightening-glass mage. About two years and a half ago he helped Tris with a murderer.

"Well when you left I didn't think I could learn that much from books, and other regular glass-mages. So I decided to come here," replied Keth. Tris looked at Keth. He looked like he was the same young man she remembered. He was still a thin male, a little muscle on his arms from holding a blow pipe all day. He was wearing a leather apron so he couldn't get his regular clothes dirty, along with a pair of leather boots. Around his neck was one of the glass jewelry pieces they had made from Chime's flames.

"I thought you were going to be married or something like that," Tris inquired.

"Well when I got back to my home, the girl I like and was going to marry, married another guy," Keth had replied. There was a few minutes of silence after he finished his answer. Tris didn't like to wait so she started to tap her foot, and he didn't notice.

"Are you going to let me in, or are you going to let me stand out here," snapped Tris?

"Oh, sorry about that come in Tris," welcomed Keth. He moved away from the front of the door and welcomed Tris into his dorm. It was a lot more cluttered then Tris's room. Books were laid on his beds, his blue blankets laid on the floor, along with more books. His desk was just a clutter of different mold ideas, and old assignments from teachers. Tris walked over to the desk and sat on the chair. Keth just started to stair at Tris with an odd look on his face.

"What," snapped Tris?

"I was just wondering? Why are you coming here when you already have you mage credential from Winding Circle," asked Keth?

"I want to learn regular magic. I don't want people to be afraid of me, or of what I can do. I just want to be another mage who sells potions, charms, talismans, and spells," Tris's face was a little sadder. Keth felt the temperature in the room fall about a good fifteen degrees. He knew he had to change the subject to something happier. Glaki, that's it thought Keth

"So how is Glaki," Keth asked. Tris's face went back to normal when he asked her the question, and the room went back to its normal temperature.

"She is good, I saw her about two weeks ago before I had to start my trip to get here. She is staying with my foster mothers Lark and Rosethorn, and a few other students in discipline. You might know she is studying to be an academic mage. She is to young to learn any real magic, but she has at least learned some discipline," Tris said. Tris turned around to his desk and started to read some of his papers. A few of them were about trying to create another Chime, others were about sun catchers, globes, vases and a variety of other things.

"So how is your glass making going," Tris wondered. She placed all of the papers back down , and started to put them into a pile near the back of the desk.

"Well since you were snooping, I have been trying to make another living glass dragon. But probably as you can tell it has been unsuccessful. They will come alive only when I am near to them, but when they go to far away the magic within it disappears and the dragon slowly dies too. Everything else I have tried has turned out great. Even Dema said I should come here to study to be a arurim dhaskoi. So I toke his advice I am studying to be a glass mage and a arurim dhaskoi also," Keth informed Tris. He also told her about the classes he was taking where the library was, and were the best look out points. He knew she would like the last thing.

"Oh I forgot about Chime Tris remembered. I have to go thank you, for you help and I hope to see you around."

"You're welcome," Keth replied. He stood up and went to the door and opened it for Tris. Tris walked outside the door and started her long walk back to her dorm. She didn't were she was going so she took of her glasses and slipped it into her pockets. She had slipped them off so she could see images and voices on the wind. She is one of the few people who could scry on the wind. Only at least one person every hundred years learns this magecraft, without going crazy or dying. Their was not one bit on wind in the hallway.

Tris raised one of her hands and spun her hand in a circle and a loud whistling noise began to come from down the tunnel. Then a giant burst of wind was thrown down the tunnels and tris was hit in the face by with voices of other people.

"-is that right" it was a heavy man voice.

"Yes we don't have long before they find out what we are doing"said a women's voice.

"We don't have long, but when we start we have to be careful," said the man.

"Yes I know first we go for the-" said the women. The voices were lost before she could finish listening to them.

I wonder what that was all about Tris thought. She picked her glasses out of her pocket and started to walk from where the wind came from, but their was to many different corridors for her to check and she was getting tired from walking around to much. So she decided to go to her bedroom and see if she could figure anything out.

When she finally found her door she called back her magic and that made her seal dissapear. She opened the door and chime flew over to her and landed on her back

"Hello Chime, have a good night," Tris asked. She let her hands slid down the glass dragons smooth back. Tris called heat into her hand and sent it over to a oil lamp to give this room some light. The lamp caught on fire and gave off a small glow. She walked over to the window and drew the rest of her magic back into to open the window.

Tris called all of the breezes in the area to come to her. Small bursts of wind hit her in her chest and started to circle like eager children. She breathed in at the count of seven held it for seven seconds, and then blew out for seven seconds. She let her magical self float onto her breezes and let herself/winds go free. She floated out of her room, and off onto the grounds. She felt free like nothing was holding her back. She traveled over the land and over into the clouds.

They felt soft and moist. Rain Tris thought. She flew out of the clouds and started to look for openings in the walls where wind could get in. She flew down low near the lower parts of the stone walls. This is no help there are vents about every ten feet Tris thought. Tris let her magical self float back into her real body.

When she got back into her self she started to undo her petticoat. She walked over one of her trunks and looked for her sleeping garments. She picked a white nightgown made of thin light blue strips of cotton. She slipped off her clothes and put on her nightdress. Chime laid on a few shawls that were laying on one of her trunks. Tris laid down in her bed and covered up with her top blanket. She looked over at her desk and the oil lamp was still aflame. Tris called the heat from the flame, and the room was swallowed by darkness.

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