The Returning Bloom

"You're not weak."

Elora said calmly. "You just don't know how to use it yet.

"Show me."

The girl pressed her lips together, then slowly raised her hand. A faint green glow gathered in her palm, and a small sprout pushed its way out, growing bit by bit.

That fresh green stood out in the decay around them, a quiet spark of life.

The girl stopped and looked up, but Elora's voice came again. "Keep go