Wednesday Douglas Mon Aug 29, 2011 1:22 pm
To say Wednesday was a little shocked was an understatement. He knew I was going to ask him if he wanted to stop, she thought as she clapped, and he wasn't having any of it. Just like in the dungeon; he's so very tenacious.
"I think you can see why I've invited Kerry into the class," Wednesday said. "Well, now, we've done non-verbal and we've done it from scratch, so all that remains . . ." Rivânia's hand was up in a flash, knowing what was coming next. "Since you're in such a hurry to show us what you can do, get up her, my stylish girl!"
Once Rivânia was next to her Wednesday stepped her through the process. It was a lot like doing it non-verbal, but here it was all about visualizing the wand in your hand, the pointing, the gesturing . . . it was, as Wednesday explained, like seeing it without seeing it.
Rivânia nodded, followed along, then said, "I'm ready, Wends." "Okay, then," she said, stepping to her spot behind the student. "When you're ready, have at it."