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Well, it kinda depends on the type of magic you use. The most traditional form draws its energy from the Earth itself. Mother Nature functions as the primary source of our power, which we can then use spells, astrology, divination, whatever's your flavor of tea to manifest and control.
[ he can branch into all the specific types, but a summary's enough for now. ]
It's... the best feeling in the world when you have it. When it's coursing through your veins and it's with you. Like... like everything in your life just makes sense and you know who you are because it's a part of you. It is you. And without it, well...
[ he grows quiet for a moment and then— ] Anyway, your turn. [ he glances down at her. ] What's your magic like?
[ he can branch into all the specific types, but a summary's enough for now. ]
It's... the best feeling in the world when you have it. When it's coursing through your veins and it's with you. Like... like everything in your life just makes sense and you know who you are because it's a part of you. It is you. And without it, well...
[ he grows quiet for a moment and then— ] Anyway, your turn. [ he glances down at her. ] What's your magic like?
[As he talks, Kyna bites her lip, some of that endless energy tempered. She's mostly worked through the loss of her magic, but... Hearing him put it into words like that dredges it all up again.]
Like that. Just like that. It feels like... being blind, right? Missing a limb.
Like that. Just like that. It feels like... being blind, right? Missing a limb.
I think it's more than that. [ his voice softens considerably. ] It's like... you've lost yourself. [ again. ]
They took that away from us, so... [ his expression is impassive and unreadable, yet there's a hardness in his eyes that wasn't there before. he keeps his gaze fixed ahead of them. ] the only thing we should want from those gods is our magic back. Nothing else matters. At least not to me.
They took that away from us, so... [ his expression is impassive and unreadable, yet there's a hardness in his eyes that wasn't there before. he keeps his gaze fixed ahead of them. ] the only thing we should want from those gods is our magic back. Nothing else matters. At least not to me.
I have been. One day, I would like to be again.
[ there's a rumble of thunder on thor's end of the line, then the gradual sound of rain ]
I thank you. Not all I've wrong would be as kind as you have been. But it should not surprise me, you've always been so.
[ there's a rumble of thunder on thor's end of the line, then the gradual sound of rain ]
I thank you. Not all I've wrong would be as kind as you have been. But it should not surprise me, you've always been so.
[ something unravels within him then or, rather, reverts back to its original state as his countenance smooths over and a smile once again neatly adorns his lips. ]
Yeah, [ he looks over at her, a moment's passed. ] you're right. We are the only ones who can define who we are.
Yeah, [ he looks over at her, a moment's passed. ] you're right. We are the only ones who can define who we are.
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