Next time you find yourself in need of a distraction from the rain and the undead, yes? I have a great many, several ranging on the responsible uses of magic, what blood magic cannot do, survival tips, and a few on how to use magic in the kitchen. Those tend to be quite popular.
[ Especially for hungry mages- which when you teach teenagers? Is almost all of the time. It takes a moment for Adelaide to step away entirely from that mental space that came with lectures and lessons, thinking back to her favorite moments after the Spire.
There are more than she'd expected. It is...warming in no small way, to know that she has reclaimed her life enough to have them. ]
First night, here. A few months ago, the start of a new year- the night before there is a great celebration with drinking and dancing and bonfires. In the Spire we had smaller celebrations and were, on occasion, allowed to have them on the roof to watch the sky. But never have we truly been able to simply celebrate among the people, like them. I saw my students who have more reason to fear than I can bear, most days, playing in the snow with children of the refugees- children without magic. There was no fear, just...laughter.
I wished to encourage this and there is plenty of space in the Valley- a few of my older students and I worked together and we made forts out of snow and ice with bridges and slides for the children to use in their games. After a time it became apparent that we ought to take care that they could hold the weight of grown men as well- they were climbing in just as fast as we could create them. It was...frivolous. But I did not care. For the first time since the Spire I did something with my magic that had no true purpose other than to bring joy. And it worked. Mages and templars played like children on these things and I thought, perhaps, that there might be some hope for what comes after.
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[ Especially for hungry mages- which when you teach teenagers? Is almost all of the time. It takes a moment for Adelaide to step away entirely from that mental space that came with lectures and lessons, thinking back to her favorite moments after the Spire.
There are more than she'd expected. It is...warming in no small way, to know that she has reclaimed her life enough to have them. ]
First night, here. A few months ago, the start of a new year- the night before there is a great celebration with drinking and dancing and bonfires. In the Spire we had smaller celebrations and were, on occasion, allowed to have them on the roof to watch the sky. But never have we truly been able to simply celebrate among the people, like them. I saw my students who have more reason to fear than I can bear, most days, playing in the snow with children of the refugees- children without magic. There was no fear, just...laughter.
I wished to encourage this and there is plenty of space in the Valley- a few of my older students and I worked together and we made forts out of snow and ice with bridges and slides for the children to use in their games. After a time it became apparent that we ought to take care that they could hold the weight of grown men as well- they were climbing in just as fast as we could create them. It was...frivolous. But I did not care. For the first time since the Spire I did something with my magic that had no true purpose other than to bring joy. And it worked. Mages and templars played like children on these things and I thought, perhaps, that there might be some hope for what comes after.