KATHERINE

I squeeze it in my hand, feeling a tingling sensation, my mind sharper; the words pour out like an uncontrollable river.

I close my eyes and focus on them. In the darkness of my mind, a small spark ignites, rare golden flashes. I try to take control of them.

They're moving! They dance in my consciousness like playful children made of light.

A crazy idea crosses my mind—I try to guide that primordial magic, letting it flow from my neck to my heart and then through the veins stretching