Mudlark

"One person alone can wield the magic of the box, Lark. What we need to find out is if that person is you." "Why didn't you let me bring the box with me?" asked Lark. The earthwitch laughed. "You're sharp, boy. The truth? We didn't dare. We are not about to put the most precious vessel of our combined magical traditions in the hands of a young boy who has not been tested." "Are you prepared to be tested, Lark?" Simon's steel-gray eyes looked into his. "Of course," he said. "What do I need to do?