Magical
Cassandra was doing math. She stood before the door to the Library, surrounded by white lines, equationsand notes, all of them connected. She had been thinking about the ley lines on her way to work, and now she couldn't just shake her thoughts on this topic. She had always had the feeling that there was something she had not yet considered about these lines. It had been nagging on her ever since they defeated Prospero.
She stopped, confused, as the first raindrop hit her forehead, then tried to resume her thought. The first drop was followed by another, then one more and within moments a heavy downpour came from the sky.
Cassandra hurried inside, seeking shelter, but, to her immense surprise, the rainfall continued uninterrupted, even though she was in the Library. With a very bad feeling she hastened to the Annex, drenched with cold water and chilled to the bone within a few seconds.
There were puddles of water on the floor, getting bigger. She remembered Eve telling her something about an artifact Flynn was after that had to do with water.
On days like these, Cassie almost wished that the relics weren't that magical after all.
A/N: I know I'm late, again, sorry! I hope I can make it up to you by telling that the next one will be a bit longer – after all, we can't have a soaking wet Library, can we? So someone will have to do something about it... (And yes, that was a hint!)
But I can't guarantee that I'll be finished with it by tomorrow...
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one as well!