The Magic Of Thinking Novels & Stories

I stared at her in reluctance. "Powerful magic comes with a strong concentration and mind." She tapped her head. "Think really hard about what you want to do. Build it in your mind and bend it at your will." Then, she grinned, her eyes twinkling, and waved her hand in encouragement. "You can do it, Cyan."

Jane’s POV “What’s the difference?” I asked. From the tone of her voice I could tell that she was going to start preaching to me but I was beyond that. I didn’t want to hear her preachings. “Nothing,” she shrugged while folding her arms. “Magic is not some cool power you can use for an upgrade. It’s more than that. Magic is a lifestyle. With magic you can create and destroy. With magic you can build and take down. Magic can be beautiful and it can be ugly. You don’t want to have magic with an ugly soul. Take it from me, it is never a good sign.”

Eunho asked, “Magic? What’s that?” Yuna answered, “Magic is something that most people wish for. Magic is a supernatural way to solve problems that are impossible to solve. Can you imagine being able to make fire appear with just your thoughts? Wouldn’t that be amazing?” Eunho was amazed by the things that Yuna thought up. He never imagined the possibility.

My name is Natalie Howard, a high schooler, I'm 18 years old and I come from a family of four, have an elder brother who schools outside the country by scholarship, well. I have an average family, my dad works as a secretary, and my mom is a beverage store manager, I wish I was normal like everyone else, why is that? My dad calls it a curse my mom calls it a gift, this is my secret ability, my ability to read people's minds, it all started after a heart transplant when I was 6, three days after I had a heart transplant after suffering from heart disease for two years, my parents finally raised the fund for the heart transplant, and that put me into a dilemma, i was still in the hospital when

Stop being afraid of what you are. I spent the next week experimenting. Small things at first. Lighting candles with thought instead of matches, using power to speed the healing of scraped knees in the training yard, and warming my tea without fire. It felt strange. Frivolous, even. Using reality-altering magic for mundane tasks seemed almost disrespectful. But Sebastian was right. The more I used my power for small, controlled tasks, the more natural it felt. The easier it became to summon and dismiss at will, the less pressure built inside me.

Oh, she was going to pay. "It will be understandable if you do not show perfect control over all the elements given that you were born in the human world and have had limited studies in the area but the elements should respond to you," the director said, his voice loud enough to be heard by all those in the room. "Magi magic is pure and calm, put aside all negative feelings and don't try to control the elements, let them come to you," he said quietly and quickly. I gave a subtle nod and stopped in front of the table, tucking my trembling hands into the pocket of my hoodie. I glanced towards the table. There was a bowl of water, soil in a flower pot, an empty jar and an unlit candle. No press

"Your magic is tied to your emotions, but it also has its own rhythm and flow. You need to learn to synchronize with it. Close your eyes again, and this time, don't try to cast a spell. Just feel the magic within you and around you. Sense its ebb and flow." I closed my eyes, focusing on the gentle hum of the forest, the pulse of energy beneath the surface of everything. I felt the magic like a current, flowing through me and the world around me. It was a living, breathing force, not something to be commanded, but to be understood and respected. Sylvia’s voice was a soothing guide. "Good. Now, imagine yourself as part of that flow. Let go of any tension, any fear. Just be." As I sank deeper i

In a game, a fighter and a mage, just wow. "Still depends." Mom shrugged. "Still depends on how you think critically in a fight. A witch might think she's outsmarting her enemy, only to realize, her enemy has been manipulating her the whole time. In this world, you have to be smart, smartest if you can be. A magic should be accompanied by intelligence, that's how it will become powerful."

Then a thought hit him and his stomach clenched. "Shit," he grumbled. "One thing you mentioned was the magic was intended to...umm...make for more little Holidays. There isn't any chance it's going to negate your pills, is it? Much as I'm enjoying this, I don't think we're ready for that step."

Her vision swam as she tried to focus on the pages, searching for anything that could help. A passage written in her mother's careful hand flashed before her, When power overwhelms, remember: magic is not just will, it is breath. Breathe in the world's energy. Breathe out your intent, let it flow through you, not from you. Become the channel, not the source. Become the channel, not the source- Korra muttered.