Lizzie took a deep breath for three seconds, and held it for three seconds, and let it out for three seconds. As she did so, she imagined, with each set of three, bricks forming into a pattern. She breathed and breathed and breathed life into what she saw in her mind as a bridge. Beside her, Autumn and Zora were pulling power from the air with their hands, each flowing gesture smoothly leading to the next, muttering under their breath as they did so.
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