[Potironette]

Kellan laughed, partly from the euphoria of seeing a thing just grow--magically--and partly from a sudden feeling of irony. It came out half hollow. "Magic even divides the family these days." He shook his head. "But jealousy. For those who aren't your wife, I can see how this extermination of magic came about."

He thought of himself then. Suppose his mother did not have magic and his father didn't either. Suppose then that he didn't have magic. Well, at least he knew magic existed. In that sense he wasn't so estranged.

His brow furrowed slightly in contemplation. "Earth and air. What other types of magic are there?"