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You're wizards!" she screamed. "Bloody well wizz!"
"We haven't done telekinesis yet," said one of them.
"I was ill when we did Firethrowing -"
"Actually, I'm not very good at Dematerialisation -"
Esk went to the door, and then stopped with one foot in the air. She remembered Granny talking about how even buildingsfree. For the what it was like to have balconies.
She moved gently through the building-mind, refining her impressions, looking as fast as she dared for this corridor, this door.
She stretched out one arm, very carefully. The students watched as she uncurled on had a mind, if they were old enough. The University was very old. She stepped carefully to one side and ran her hands over the ancient stones. It had to be done carefully, so as not to frighten it - and now she could feel the mind in the stones, slow and simple, but still mind. It pulsed around her; she could feel the little sparkles deep in the rock. Something was hooting behind the door. The three students watched in astonishment as Esk stood rock still with her hands and forehead pressed against the wall. She was almost there. She could feel the weight of herself, the ponderousness of her body, the distant memories of the dawn of time when rock was molten and e finger, very slowly.