The GuardianThere seemed to be a shadow in the air today. A dark void that hung like fog over Nadlie. Her face was contorted in effort as she tried to focus on her math work.It seemed as though the shadow had an effect on the entire classroom. The girls' gossiping seemed muffled, the boys less rowdy. A thick silence blanketed the room.Nadlie had been acting strange ever since I had found that rock. I held it in my hand now. It was glossy and smooth, crystalline in some areas, and solid rock in others. I could feel it pulsing in my hand, soft waves of magic washing over me. I had a feeling I should toss it away, but it was conflicted with the desire to hold it close.I glanced at Nadlie. She wasn't working; she was staring off into the distance. She caught my eye and flashed me a hesitant smile. I shot her a suspicious look. She sighed and went back to her work, avoiding the unspoken question. I glanced at the clock. The bell would ring any second. I drummed my fingers impatiently on my desk, try
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