Haly had moved on from her map, having swiftly become bored. Now she pored over a book about different magical properties and determining how they might manifest themselves according to the skills that individual already had.
It was boring. Haly found herself plucking another marshmallow out of the air, then flicked it aside with mild surprise. How many have I grabbed?
Enough to form a mountain around her, apparently. That wasn’t good.
Haly sighed. I’ll eat them later.
Absently, she took a handful from the mountain and shoved them in her mouth. I should burn them. That would be fun. But then it might spread… why is life so boring?
Something tickled her mind, something TAAron had asked. Where did she get the marshmallows? Was it possible to send them back? Unfind them somehow? She grabbed another handful to chuck at the bookcase.
They littered themselves over the floor. Haly sighed again. I’ll keep trying. Later.
She went back to her book, and the marshmallow mountain steadily grew.