Chapter 16: Pure Mana
"Trust me kid. It’s normal not to feel anything on your first day of practice. If anyone could sense their entire body in just few minutes, then everyone would become a mage.
Take me for example— it took nine months. Your father? It took him five months. Both George Flameworth and Sin Morderego that are considered geniuses, it took them five months. It takes time."
He’s still a bit groggy from waking up, he yawns and scratches his eyes as he talks to me.
"Alright. That’s enough for the day, go back home. And remember, every day after your class two teachings, come to this training ground. And I want you to keep focusing on feeling yourself first. Report any significant progress to me once we meet. Goodbye, Young Master Charles."
He stands up, adjusts his black uniform, and without giving me another glance– walks out.
I head back to my room too.
***
I’m lying down on my bed; my brain swirling with woven and unwoven thoughts.
This.. this isn’t easy at all. I just want to learn magic– to see my wife. But now I have to hear and feel my body cells.. how absurd does that sound? It’s biologically impossible to say the least.
"This isn’t how Harry learned magic in Hogwarts."
On my bed, I roll side ways– left and right, non-stop. It slithers in; frustration, quiet and.. unwelcome.