01-21-2018, 02:54 PM
Marcus smiled as he felt the man sieze the power and try to imitate what he sensed. The euphoria of holding the power called. The potential for addiction was always there. The lure to use the power for everything. Even, he thought, if it scared a man like Carpenter. If the man could use the power without destroying, his hunger would grow. He would look for the excuse. He would want to do more.
Marcus could almost see the hook set. "Very good. Very very good. You barely struggled to sieze it. Ok. Imagine the power to be your hand, your palm. You can feel a rough shape. You can push or pull. The threads of the power are your fingers. You have five of them. And there are five different parts of the power."
He ticked them off as he wove a single thread of each.
"Earth. Air. Water. Fire. Spirit. Your palm can't feel details. Your fingers do. Watch. I'm drawing out a thread of earth, drawing it finer and finer. See? It tends to infinitely thin, based on how much power you draw, a needle finer than a hair, a thousand times thinner than a hair. Now watch, I'll probe the bar. Try it. Can you see or feel it slip in the cracks? Can you feel the shape of what it finds"
He watched intently.
Marcus could almost see the hook set. "Very good. Very very good. You barely struggled to sieze it. Ok. Imagine the power to be your hand, your palm. You can feel a rough shape. You can push or pull. The threads of the power are your fingers. You have five of them. And there are five different parts of the power."
He ticked them off as he wove a single thread of each.
"Earth. Air. Water. Fire. Spirit. Your palm can't feel details. Your fingers do. Watch. I'm drawing out a thread of earth, drawing it finer and finer. See? It tends to infinitely thin, based on how much power you draw, a needle finer than a hair, a thousand times thinner than a hair. Now watch, I'll probe the bar. Try it. Can you see or feel it slip in the cracks? Can you feel the shape of what it finds"
He watched intently.