Sol
Brahsol
ANDREA GENIS, BROAN OUTSKIRTS.
She rose from here apologetic bow in time to see the rest of the forest lit up with a blue glow. This man must really love his blues, perhaps he is a sad man or a serene one maybe he is just a calm soul. Either way, what he was did not concern her in the slightest, what he could do was what concerned her. At least it was a beautiful sight to behold.
She kept silent as he began droning on about how one could harness magic. She couldnt exactly understand what he was saying but made no mention of it either. It was either all mages were this vague or he was just too vague. Still she owed him to at least try out his instruction.
Andrea emptied herself, trying to be as calm as she could. It was basic meditation. Her focus was trying to find that "fuzziness" he was talking about yet she found none. Everything was clear and nothing was even remotely obscure.
"I can't seem to find this...fuzziness you are talking about, teacher. Am I doing something wrong?"
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She rose from here apologetic bow in time to see the rest of the forest lit up with a blue glow. This man must really love his blues, perhaps he is a sad man or a serene one maybe he is just a calm soul. Either way, what he was did not concern her in the slightest, what he could do was what concerned her. At least it was a beautiful sight to behold.
She kept silent as he began droning on about how one could harness magic. She couldnt exactly understand what he was saying but made no mention of it either. It was either all mages were this vague or he was just too vague. Still she owed him to at least try out his instruction.
Andrea emptied herself, trying to be as calm as she could. It was basic meditation. Her focus was trying to find that "fuzziness" he was talking about yet she found none. Everything was clear and nothing was even remotely obscure.
"I can't seem to find this...fuzziness you are talking about, teacher. Am I doing something wrong?"
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