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"Sandra my dear, you are here to help yourself and to help us," Zanderia began. "Right now time is passing slower than normal, therefore even though you've been in our world for six days, only two days have passed in the mortal world." Sandra listened intently, soaking all the information in her brain. "Kevin brought you here saying that you will be one of the Craftmasters, which you will be. As you can see, we are all only Keepers here. Craftmasters are the most powerful of all. They have absolute control over the universe, world, and life. Absolute control Sandra, absolute control." Sandra nodded, showing that she understood; a deep insight of the power she was capable of rose up inside her like a bubble, and popped. The feeling of power was gone in an instant. "You, Sandra, are going to be one of them. One of the Craftmasters. And you shall start learning here." A tingle of excitement tickled Sandra's nerves; she was going to be powerful, she was going to be at the top, not at the bottom where she always was. "Now listen carefully Sandra. When you go back to the mortal world, you will forget everything you learn here. You will not necessarily forget, but you will not remember. You cannot exercise your powers in the mortal world unless you have complete control over them. You don't have any idea right now of what you can do. You can cause massive destruction all over the world and universe, so we must not allow you to be able to try something out in the mortal world. When you go back to the mortal world, you will not recall that you were here. The memories will be stored in a distant corner of your brain, and you will not be able to retrieve them unless you see Kevin. Kevin will be the one and only one who can bring you back here. He is like what you might say a guardian angel type of thing," Zanderia waved her hand around in the air absently, forgetting to speak properly. "He is the one who will be able to bring you back here, so you must make sure that you don't harm him in any way. Do you hear me Sandra?" Sandra nodded, she couldn't wait to spend more time with Kevin. "Now, Sandra, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, Zanderia, I do, in fact," she said nervously.

"Now, now Sandra, you must not speak so timidly. Speak up child, and ask." Zanderia comforted Sandra.

"Why aren't you a Craftmaster Zanderia? You said you studied the Craft for many years, and yet you are still a Keeper. Why is that so?"

"Well my dear, some of us are born to be Craftmasters, and some aren't. There are some who are born with the Craftmaster spirit inside them, and you are one of them my child. I am one of those who weren't born with the Craftmaster spirit, even though I studied for all those years. I just couldn't do the things like a Craftmaster."

"What about those eyes? The red eyes that I saw?"

"Ah, now that is a test Sandra. You see, in the future, you will be able to control it. You will be able to control where those eyes go, and even change the eyes' color. You will be very powerful Sandra, but you must use your powers wisely. Understand Sandra? Use your powers wisely, or else all will be lost."

Sandra leaned back in her chair, satisfied. "So now what Zanderia? What do I do now?"

Zanderia rose from her chair, "Now Sandra, we send you home."

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