The confusing rules of her newly discovered magical ability were finally starting to make complete, logical sense to her. She was slowly mapping out the exact boundaries and limitations of her power.
"Okay, let us review the facts," Camilla whispered to herself in the dark, organizing her chaotic thoughts.
First, she had tried to use her jinx to completely destroy the fictional world of the book itself. She had shouted her deepest wishes into the open sky.
"Fact one," she concluded, holding up a single finger in the dark. "If I use my curses against the entire fundamental structure of the book itself, the magic absolutely refuses to comply. It summons a lightning bolt, strikes me directly on the top of the head, and I pass out cold."
She nodded her head slowly. The strange thing that had brought her to this world was actively protecting the fictional universe from being destroyed.
