Page 114 of Aru Shah and the End of Time

“Strike him, Vajra!” shouted Aru.

But it didn’t matter. When she looked up from the spear of lightning…the Sleeper had vanished.

Failure

Once, when Aru was really stressed about an exam, she didn’t eat for awholeday. She was too busy trying to remember all the dates from her history textbook. When the last bell rang, she stood up from her desk and got so dizzy that she fell right back down.

That had been a bad day.

But this day was worse.

Aru had thought that magic would make her powerful. It didn’t. It just kind of kept things at bay. Like how anti-itch cream erased the pain of a bee sting but didn’t repel the bee itself. Now that all the magic had drained out of the room, hunger and exhaustion rushed into her.

Aru sank to the floor. Vajra flew back to her hand. It was no longer a spear or a bolt of lightning but just an ordinary ball. The kind of harmless toy a kid would play with and a demon wouldn’t look twice at.

Aru shuddered. What had just happened?

She kept staring at the spot on the floor where the Sleeper had disappeared. She’d had him in her sights, right there. She’d had the lightning bolt poised andeverything. And yet somehow—even with everything lined up to help her—she’dfailed. The Sleeper had let her live, not because he pitied her, but because he thought she’d actuallyjoinhim.

Tears ran down her cheeks. After everything they’d been through, she hadfailed. Now her mom would be frozen forever, and—

A touch on her shoulder made her jump.

It was Mini, smiling weakly. There were a couple of cuts on her face, and one of her eyes looked a bit bruised. Boo fluttered down from Mini’s hands and hovered in front of Aru.

Aru waited for him to yell at her. She wanted him to tell her all the things she’d done wrong, because that would be better than knowing that she’d done her best and still wasn’t good enough. But Boo didn’t yell. Instead, he tilted his head in that strange pigeon way of his and said something Aru had not expected:

“It is not failure to fail.”

Aru started to cry. She understood what Boo meant. Sometimes you could fall down and still win the race if you got up again, but that wasn’t how she felt right now. Mini sat down next to her and put her arm around her shoulders.

Aru used to think that friends were there to share your food and keep your secrets and laugh at your jokes while you walked from one classroom to the next. Sometimes, though, the best kind of friend is the one who doesn’t say anything but just sits beside you. It’s enough.

Boo circled the museum. As he did, all the rubble and chaos sorted itself, the dust and debris jumping and wriggling. The front wall of the Hall of the Gods rose from the floor. Even the chandelier in the lobby gathered its crystal shards and took its place on the ceiling.

The front door to the museum had fallen into the street. Aru peeked out and heard familiar, beautiful sounds.

Cars honked. Tires screeched against the asphalt. People shouted to one another:

“Is there an eclipse? Why’s it nighttime?”

“My car battery is dead!”

Aru couldn’t believe it.

“See?” Mini said quietly from behind her. “We did something.”

The girls stepped inside, and the front door zoomed back into place. Aru leaned against it, completely worn-out. “What’s happening?”

Boo flew down and landed in front of them. “Only if the Sleeper reached the Kingdom of Death by the new moon could his curse of frozen sleep become permanent.”

“But I didn’t defeat him…” said Aru.

“But the two of you managed to distract and delay him,” said Boo kindly. “And you did it withoutme. Which is, frankly, mind-boggling.”

“What about the Council of Guardians?” asked Mini. “Do you think what we did was enough to impress them?”

“Ugh.Them. Are they going to want to train us after I…” Aru paused, not wanting to say the word even though it hung over her head:failed. “At the last minute, I…I let him get away.”