Free To Focus Novels & Stories

" I'm sorry I can't do this. I really can't. " " Yes, you can. " " I can't. " I insisted, shooking my head. " It's not working for me. I've tried focusing more harder but yet... It's still the same. Maybe I'm just not ready for this, any of it! " " It only takes time before we can understand who and what we are. Magic is not all about rush, it's all about concerntration, focus and a free mind. It's time-steady. So, you don't let the power control you, you control it. "

All he could do was stare meekly before he slowly collapsed onto the ground, unmoving. “Not bad, not bad at all!” exclaimed Zephyr, who nodded approvingly. He felt his body has changed in fortitude since then. Every fibre of muscle in his body felt powered, a power which was further imposed upon with limitless reserves. This reserve must be Focus! Focus was a mystical element. In the martial arts world, there were many skills and techniques under each fighter’s employ, and Focus was an element that better allowed the user to exponentially enhance their fighting capabilities. Focus itself could be further categorized into different styles: blade, polearm, staff, halberd, fist, palm, etc.

It was as if every worry she ever experienced had disappeared along with the thoughts that constantly plagued her. "Now, focus on where you want to be in a week's time. Nothing serious, just an event coming up. The Halloween party, maybe? Think about your costume, the one Sam picked out for you. Think about what you're going to look like at the party. Focus on the party, focus on a detail from the party and relax your mind, let your power take over."

Not for him or anyone. So I made a promise to myself right there. To stay focused on the plan at hand. Finish this quickly. And get out. No feelings or mistakes allowed. No matter what.

I ask, rolling my shoulders. Edwardo smirks. “Keep your focus on both opponents, use all your senses when your eyes fail, and do not hold back.” I grin, nodding in acknowledgment. From the corner of my eye, I catch movement, our audience at the far side of the field. Of course, they would not want to miss this. ‘Focus,’ Zanthe’s voice snaps in my mind.

He thought as he now focused on finding Rai like Spade does. Spade looked at Shane who was walking beside him and smiled. That’s it, Shane. Focus your attention first on anything else instead of continuing on wallowing in your grief and regret. He thought as he sadly smiled. Nothing comes out of only focusing on one goal, especially when you failed to reach that goal. He sighed. Not only your hope will crumble, but also your life after you found out that all of your time and efforts have gone to nothing. And since you set only one goal, then you won’t have any chance to turn around as all of your attention was only on your failure to reach that goal.

’ He said grinning. ‘First thing we will practice is focus, without focus, you will not be able to create or hold any ability I can provide for you, besides the abilities you have used by instinct, that is why you cannot hold on to those gifts for more than a few minutes. Close your eyes, focus your minds eye on yourself, control your breathing and tell me what you see.’ Odd request Rex thought, so he did what he was asked, controlled his breaths in and out making them deliberate and tried to imagine him looking at himself. “Nothing is happening” he said after a few minutes.

She did not stop him but only said sadly, "Harv still loves you, Maddie. He only got married to me because everyone thought we were a perfect match. The company's stock price would only rise if we got together. "But Harv also told me that you'll always be the one and only Mrs. Fisher in private. He's already doing so much, but why can't you and Mrs. Lundell try to understand him? Why are you focusing on the petty details instead?" I could feel Harvey's anger rising as soon as Nelly was done talking. "Why can't you just be understanding like Nelly, Maddison? Why?" His knuckles turned white from how hard he was exerting pressure. "Apologize to Nelly, and I'll promise you this. Other than in pu

"But trust me, it works wonders." Wrinkling my nose at the aftertaste, I eyed the vial with suspicion. "What's in this stuff anyway?" I asked, shoving it back at Rufus. He took the vial gently, a thoughtful look replacing his amusement. "It's a focus potion," he explained patiently. "Think of it like a special juice that helps you calm your mind and loosen up your body. It's important for the kind of training we're about to do. See, I don't just want to teach you how to fight with weapons. I want to help you discover what you're truly capable of, your inner strength. And to do that, you need to be relaxed and focused, not all tense and nervous."

“Freedom from obscurity, not freedom from responsibility.” He frowned, clearly weighing my words against his preconceptions. “Some will say you’re narrowing the space.” “I’m clarifying it,” I said firmly. “Wide spaces invite shortcuts, and shortcuts invite collapse. This is not about restriction; it’s about focus.” Our conversation concluded cordially, yet the quiet disappointment in his expression lingered, as though the realization that he had misjudged the terrain had settled like dust. I remained behind for a moment, absorbing that weight, knowing it was only a fraction of the broader consequences my decisions would carry.