Dylan’s Point of View
I was growing more and more flustered as the night went on. Freda and I found exactly what we were looking for right off the bat. But I suppose if you wrote parts of a book, you’d know where to look for a time manipulation spell. It wasn’t as if she was talking down to me or anything like that, she was being more patient with me than I was with myself. My frustration was because I couldn't pronounce any of the important words in the spell, which was more than a little embarrassing. Freda was beyond regal, everything about her was breathtaking. Her impeccable dark skin in itself was magical. It looked as if it had specks of diamonds on it, it reminded me of a dark starry night. Her cheekbones were high and wide, her big, black almond shaped eyes were like jewels. Her
