《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 39
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I got an odd request from Mest today. He asked me to concentrate on feeding the tree with infant sprite growing inside. According to him, it should help the sprite develop faster. To humor him I did, and I definitely felt something in the tree. It was almost thankful.
I didn’t eat anything new today, but i made sure to savor everything.
During lunch i asked Mest about how i got sick earlier, since he seems to know a lot about the subject. According to him it is just something that happens sometimes, it is caused by mana inside me getting tangled up in a certain way or something. From what he was saying there was nothing abnormal with it. I also heard him mention how dedicated mages always get hit the worst.
I spied on Tiddol a little today when she thought i wasn’t looking. It wasn’t intentional, i just caught her watching Par training with a little more enthusiasm than i would have expected and decided to watch her for a little bit.
I also decided to watch Par train a bit, though i have no idea what was so mesmerizing. It did, however, remind me of how i managed to heal Par after he got beaten up a couple days ago. I tried to replicate the magic but i couldn’t figure out how to do it. So naturally i approached our resident magic guy, who i have no doubt is more than a little annoyed at all the questions I'm asking him today, and asked him about it.
I ended up getting a long-winded lecture about magic, almost all of which went way over my head. What i did understand is this; magic is just as much about understanding as it is desire. Basically, as long as you have enough mana, you can do anything so long as you either understand how to do it, have a strong desire to do it, or a combination of the two. As i understand very little about healing magic i can’t do it without something i really want to heal.
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The rest of the day went as usually nothing new or overly exciting happened, though i did here that Tiddol and her party are staying for about a week before the return to the city to cash in their recent prizes.
So, for now at least, good night.
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