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slamming into the floor, hurts a lot more than people expect when viewing the bamboo. But its real enough and the pain is real- all to real.
"You are not concentrating Maverick." the wrinkled old master scolded. His eyes were narrow from working the fields and gazing, longing at the sky. The few strands of hair that remained served no purpose except to remind how close he played to the edge of oblivion and the truth of mortality.
"I know master."
"your mind is distracted again."
"Yes master." Maverick nodded in agreement, his thoughts recently had been somewhere else. A candle lit room, an uncomfortable mattress and a figure breathing softly next to him.
"If you do not learn focus you can never master you your abilities. They will always be out of your reach, and you will never learn your place in this world."
The smell of mango and mandarin filled his mind. His grin told the master his response before the elf twirled from sitting- to headstand- to feet in a motion as fluid and gentle as water flows around a stone at the bottom of the stream.
"Maverick do you understand me? You will never learn to control your powers unless you focus your mind!"
"So?" the grin remained, and his eyes became pure.
"You are not concentrating Maverick." the wrinkled old master scolded. His eyes were narrow from working the fields and gazing, longing at the sky. The few strands of hair that remained served no purpose except to remind how close he played to the edge of oblivion and the truth of mortality.
"I know master."
"your mind is distracted again."
"Yes master." Maverick nodded in agreement, his thoughts recently had been somewhere else. A candle lit room, an uncomfortable mattress and a figure breathing softly next to him.
"If you do not learn focus you can never master you your abilities. They will always be out of your reach, and you will never learn your place in this world."
The smell of mango and mandarin filled his mind. His grin told the master his response before the elf twirled from sitting- to headstand- to feet in a motion as fluid and gentle as water flows around a stone at the bottom of the stream.
"Maverick do you understand me? You will never learn to control your powers unless you focus your mind!"
"So?" the grin remained, and his eyes became pure.