Basic Thaumaturgy for the Emotionally Incompetent

“This is nowhere near one meter,” Fabrisse muttered to himself as he closed his palm, extinguishing the fire inside. He’d been able to sustain the spell for more than three seconds now after some practice, and he was no longer burned by his own spells anymore. Apparently, after a while, you got used to your own fire. Professor Markenth once said, ‘A caster’s flame recognizes the intent of its source. Your mana wraps the fire like a leash, tempering it until you choose to unleash it.’ It did make sense, especially since he’d compared it to a leash.