Cynthia's parent were apart of Rosalind's task force before they decide to quit and raise a family, they kept in touch with Farah and Saul. One day the unthinkable happened Cynthia's mom was able to transform, the day that she transformed was the da...
In your dark days, just turn around, and I will be there. And maybe I won't have any more light to give than what you already have. But I will take your hand, and we will find the light together.
- Jonathon Muncy Storm
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Unfortunately, Stella and Cynthia were stuck in lessons when Bloom left for the fateful handover.
Cynthia still wasn't sure if it was a good idea or if they even remotely understood what they were doing. They didn't understand the worth of what they were handing over to Sebastian. And Cynthia was starting to wonder if Musa did want her magic back. They were wasting all this for someone who didn't even want it.
But for now, that was not what she was meant to be focused on. She was sitting in a lecture hall; her focus should have been on the lecturer standing at the front, not on her friends.
An elbow to the ribs reminds her of that.
"What are you doing?" Stella whispers.
"I'm not doing anything," Cynthia murmurs back. Confused as to what her friend is on about.
"Yes, you are," Stella argues. "Look up."
So Cynthia does as she says, and looking up, she can see all of the cosmos. As if the entirety of the night sky had been placed on the ceiling of their classroom.
"Oh," Cynthia murmured.
"Yes 'oh'," Stella repetes. "What are you doing, and why are you doing it?"
"I don't mean to; I don't know what is going on."
"Well, whatever it is, you need to stop it." Stella murmurs.
"You're doing it too!" Cynthia murmurs. Grabbing Stella's hand in her own, she held it up to Stella's face so she could see the way that she was glowing.
"Well, we both need to stop then!" Stella exclaims.
Still holding onto each other's hands, they focus on their magic. Sensing the wayward tendrils of magic, the two of them do their best to draw it back in. Letting their magic return to them. But they can still feel that something isn't quite right. There is magic if they are still trying to channel, and they have to work hard to stop it from doing so.
But for the moment, they can feel that the wayward magic is back under control, no longer bubbling up and out into the world.
The both of them open their eyes, sharing a look. This really wasn't good.
Pulling out their phones, they get to texting the group chat. But they quite clearly weren't the only ones; all of the girls were having issues.
From that moment on, the lecture drags on even more. The girls needed to get back to their room as soon as possible so they could figure out what was going on and why all their magic was acting up.
