kisaja- yeah, when i started this, i hadn't heard of magic steps. and i started my other story (with pasco included) way later, but i still hadn't read it. i just bought the book, so he will make an appearance soon *wink*

Tris is cool too. But i like Sandry. Sorry. I will try and write a Briar Tris story next... :)

(thanks for the idea, whomever told me that they should be coming up with an escape plan.)
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So, the lightning storm was their easiest. Their resident weatherwitch, Tris, simply snatched the sparking fingers out of the sky and rolled them into a contained ball.

"Well," she said briskly, "that's that, right?"

"Yeah," Kethan said doubtfully. "By the way, should'nt we be trying to get the hells away?"

Daja, her eyes sparking like a forge, squeaked in dismay. "And how would we explain that we abandoned Emelan and Winding Circle?"

"Oh." He stiffened. "Well, are we going to survive a flood?"

"What?!"

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Rosethorn and Crane scurried about, closing doors and windows, and blocking all the cracks in the doorframes. "Hurry, we need to make this place as waterproof as possible!"

Lark shook her head. Throwing her ball of red string out the window, it situated itself in a circle around Discipline. "There we go." She breathed hard. "I can only protect until the walls of Discipline without draining myself and tapping my life."

Suddenly her face paled. "Oh, dear gods, would Sandry try the same thing? With Emelan and Winding Circle?"

Niko gasped. "The effort would surely kill her! She wouldn't...would she?"

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sorry, short chapter.