My eyes were closed as I prepared to touch the magic I needed. Magic without a spellbook was harder because when you usually had words to direct the flow you had only the force of your will. I finally thought I had it and was about to release the power I needed when Tristan burst into the room.

“You did it!” When all I did was stare at him he pointed to the window, his grin turning into a bemused frown, “It’s back to normal. You did do it…right?” I was so confused I couldn’t even enjoy Tristan being so out of it. As I looked out my window, sure enough, everything was pristine. I turned to Tristan with my mouth soundlessly opening and closing: I couldn’t find words to express how I felt. I knew I hadn’t done magic. So, who had?

“Right,” Tristan’s shaky voice brought me down from the clouds, “I need you to tell me exactly what you did.”

“Well,” I slowly began, “First, I found the magic. Then, I concentrated on the earth’s being-” Tristan collapsed onto my bed again, looking relieved.

“Praise!”