Memories of a wolf
As usual, I couldn't help but breathe in the smell of papers, which was astonishingly refreshing.
I had to admit, that Teresa was right. I have no business whatsoever in learning about alchemy or their belief in magic for that matter. It's not because of race barriers that they barricade the practice, nor was it because nobody could master it. It had to do with something about being special. The Eastern people believe that each person has their own energy, that energy has their respective color and intensity. Sometimes one's energy is more powerful than the rest. If somehow, I could channel that, maybe just a tinge or even a spark of flame, then I think it would be worth it. Although out of
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