Day: August 11, 2018

babyitsmagic‌:

Well now that was interesting. And quick enough that it might actually do the girl some good if there was a real threat to hide from. “Impressive.”

He shrugged. “People draw their magic from different places, I suppose. I think that for most beings, the ley lines have too much raw power for them to handle. Like… trying to plus a small appliance into a nuclear generator? Overkill.” Sometimes literally. Messing with power beyond one’s ability could be quite deadly. “Possibly literally, possibly figuratively. That would depend on what you try to do with them.”

The sigils were ones she had found in a book and, thankfully, they had worked. It didn’t work as well with smaller lines, but the older ones, the ones that ran deep, they made it easy. Almost as easy as breathing.

“They’re the only place I can draw from,” she confessed, feeling a little more like a freak. No one in her family had been able to do it and it had led to the confession of her adoption. “That doesn’t make a lot of sense.” Of course, she had been trying to use them to track down her biological parents, but all it had done was push her towards the outskirts of the state of New York. 

babyitsmagic‌:

He arched a brow at that, but chose not to comment. She was young and the price of youth was believing you knew better than everyone else. Yin was too old to even want to argue that point.

He watched the magic, wondering if it was something she’d meant to do or just a side-effect of the sheer raw power she was tapping into. “Because so few people can use them at all. But I think if you’re not careful, you’ll lose yourself to them.”

The look on his face didn’t bother her, she knew it was the sort of sentiment that needed proved more than anything. It was one of the only things she could control. Closing her eyes, Calla focused, fingers tracing patterns in the air that sparkled like fresh snow in the morning light before her entire appearance faded from view. It felt like pins and needles, but the sensation was easy enough to ignore until she released the power enough to slip back into view. 

“How can others not use what it is right beneath their feet?” It seemed ridiculous to her that others might not be able to tap into them the way she could. “Lose myself?”

babyitsmagic‌:

She didn’t know how to use it, he noted. She might not even know how much potential she had. Most witches didn’t, often underestimating their own innate abilities, especially as time passed and magic seemed less real to the world. It was strange.

“It’s open enough that a hunter looking for a wolf might find you instead,” he pointed out, no malice in the words, just an observation. Half of hunting was dumb luck, if you asked him.

“Magic,” he replied, giving a vague gesture at the air around them. “It was like… a power surge, I suppose? Things sort of… dimmed a bit before brightening up over here.”

As much as she wanted to believe he was talking about game hunting, she knew he meant something far more sinister. Her adoptive parents had given her far too many lectures about hunters in the past. 

“I’m safe here.” It sounded a touch arrogant, she was young still, untrained and reckless, but she did know how to use the ley lines to hide. 

The answer made enough sense and the girl nodded, still uneasy. Even still, she mirrored his gesture, the magic shimmering a faint green in the wake of it, corporeal for just a moment. “The ley lines…they want to be used.” She still didn’t realize just how dangerous they could be.

babyitsmagic‌:

The last time he’d seen someone with that much power hiding under such an unassuming frame, well… it had been a few centuries since he’d seen that particular magician and any hope of him being on Yin’s side of things was long gone.

Even still, this one was different, with a different focus. Magic didn’t manifest in this way very often. He couldn’t name anyone with that kind of connection to ley lines. It was… fascinating. And somewhat unsettling. So much power in someone who seemed so average. He wouldn’t have looked at the woman twice if he’d spotted her on the streets.

“Yin,” he answered simply. “You should be more careful about using magic out in the open. Hunters might see.”

Her arms wrapped around herself, the chill seeming to sink into her bones. The magic was exhausting her and would likely continue to do so until she could ground herself properly. As it stood, he had interrupted and that did not tip the scales in her favor. 

“I’d hardly call this the open,” she said softly, the words carrying, almost like an echo in the small clearing. The towering trees provided plenty of shelter from prying eyes, as if the hour was deterrent enough. 

“Why are you here?” She knew why she was, but this place wasn’t exactly on the way to anything. Truthfully, Calla had merely followed a thin line until she hit the convergence spot.