dead heroes

Solana nodded. This wasn't terribly uncommon, especially for those who were finding their connection to magic later in life, or for whom it had never been their primary talent. And that is what matters. You are right that your magic is dangerous, but all magic is dangerous until we learn to live in harmony with it. In time, and with practice, it will be no different than any other tool that we use to help or harm.

She looked around the room for something suitable for her next test, eyes eventually landing on an apple. She cleared a space on a table, ensuring the apple had a wide berth around it, and set it down. I'd like you to reach for your magic again. This time don't try to force it into a shape that it doesn't like. Let it be your guide. See if you can direct it toward the apple, but let it do what it wants. Don't be afraid of it, embrace it.

She had picked up on the hesitation, perhaps even shame, he felt regarding his magic. Yet, there was nothing to be ashamed of. Seldom could anyone do more than tap into their natural talents when they first began to pull on the threads of magic and she wanted to reassure him of that. To allow him to begin to break free of whatever might be holding him back from embracing the type of magic that came naturally to him. Hopefully this would be a small step toward that.