The Fourth Story in the Adventures of the Ambrosial Dragon: A Children’s Fantasy Series
Buddy the Ambrosial Dragon cast a time dilation spell around young Landon’s room and then began to give the seven-year-old his next lesson in magic.
“Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate.” The dragon was coaching Landon as the boy sat cross-legged on the floor of his bedroom cupping his hands together. Nothing was happening so far, just like nothing happened the last three nights he tried to learn the spell.
Since Landon was so young and untrained in the language of the Masters, those who first tamed the potential of magic on the other worlds, Buddy placed the phrases used to initiate this simple spell in the boy’s mind. Just as Buddy taught him, Landon concentrated on the words of the spell and the vision of what he was supposed to produce.
Then in the darkened room, there was a flicker of light sitting in the palms of Landon’s hands.
“Ah!”
Startled, the child moved his hands apart and the flicker vanished.
“You do good.” Buddy was trying to be encouraging. “Do more next time.”
“Sorry.” Landon chuckled nervously. “I guess I kind of got scared.”
“Do more. Do more.”