Fantasy Early Bloomer's Guide to a Healthy Mana Garden

[Elffri3nd]

”That arch leads to my earth gate,” Dylan answered. “The boulder is there because I haven’t opened that gate yet, so it is blocked.” He placed his hand against it. He could feel his earth mana on the other side of the gate. It churned wanting to be used. Dylan could possibly open his earth gate while they were in his mana garden but it would take a lot of his concentration and it was possible that it would kid Rai out.

He walked away from the boulder and knelt down next to one of the plants in his mana garden. “These plants are the representation of all of the spells that I have learned. I have four that I have mastered; Dry Clothes, Mend cloth, Relieve Pain and Heat.” Dylan briefly looked away from the plants and looked at Rai. “Mastering a spell means that you can cast them instantly without having to sketch them.” Then he looked back at the plant that he was kneeling next to. “This one is my mend cloth spell.” Like the other three spells that Dylan had mastered, it was larger than any of the other plants that might be in his mana garden.

“Through this arch is my life gate,” Dylan said as he began moving again. His life gate looked small. It was maybe a quarter of the size of his ungated section. At the edges of his life gate was a fog that obscured the next gate. It was also a lot more empty than his ungated section. There was a grassy field but there were no plants that indicated a spell of any kind. It would take some time before his analyze life spell would take root. “As you can see, it isn’t as developed as my ungated section. I haven’t really learned any spells yet, or at least none have started to take root in my soul. There is also fog all around us. As I cast spells and get stronger, the fog will get pushed back until I eventually find the next gate.”

 

[CeruleanStars]

Rai followed along with the other's explanation, listening intently. Surprisingly, this subject was a little easier for him to digest when he was looking at what the other was explaining; it all seemed to make a lot more sense to him compared to when he was trying to keep up with the other as they walked earlier. He stared at both of the gates as they were explained, taking in all their detail. He sort of wondered what his own gate looked like. Dylan's gates looked rather harmless and peaceful, nonthreatening in any way, but then again, his alignment was life and earth, practically the polar opposite of Rai's.

He hesitated a bit before he asked his next question. "...Is...Is it possible for a gate to be broken?" he asked as he continued looking at the structure of the other's life gate. Maybe that was why Rai couldn't control his mana or whatever? Because his gate was broken? If they could break, how did his own break? ...Of course, if that were the case. Really, from what he's learned so far, it seems like it was the only logical reason why he was like this, but what did he know? He's just learning about all of this today; for all he knew, a broken gate was totally impossible.

In the back of his mind, the other mana type the person had said haunted him a bit. Desolation. What did that even mean? If Dylan could learn helpful spells that repair and help others...did that mean Rai could only learn spells that hurt people? Destroy things? An intrusive thought of his father's farm pushed itself into his mind, the lands completely barren, cracked, dried, missing of anything even remotely called "life," and him at the epicenter, being the reason for all those acres of failure.

The boy shook the thought out of his head as he looked down to the plant Dylan identified as his mend cloth spell. It was so delicate and soft. He allowed the cotton to rub up against his exposed calf, finding it almost soothing and reassuring. He hoped he might be able to have something as remotely gentle in his own gardens...if it was even a good idea for him to open his gate like the other had...