Chapter Six(23)
She drew out her brush. She had come here wishing to go back to her home, and now she felt like the detour was a complete waste of time and energy. Also it was a burden on her mind.
Don’t try to teleport here again.
Maybe not now, but I will come here again, she thought, clenching her teeth and glaring in the direction of the street——the direction Alice must have disappeared to.
When I am strong enough.
She steeled herself at the thought and hoisted Will’s arm with difficulty, draping it over her back Freeing her other hand, she waved the brush with one hand, and shimmering lines appeared. It was not as graceful and elegant as Will’s carefully drawn rounded mirrors perhaps, and the ink color was scarlet instead of gold. But she was quite satisfied as she lowered her brush.
A gleaming outline of a rectangle appeared, simple like the casual strokes of Lydia’s doorway. As she finished the last line, Cecy drew a doorknob on one side of the ‘doorway’.