<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla took a deep breath, and released it gently, falling apart like granules of sand cascading off of the surface and fading away like melting snowflakes until it was gone. That had been one part that she’d always been good at, letting the magic go. It came easily to her, like saying goodbye to an old friend, knowing she’d see them the next day. Winded and a little flushed, she took several deep breaths, gently severing her connection from the magics within her, feeling the fire retreat from her veins.</span>