I could talk about my ego and how I shine. But I think I’ve ego’d it up a bit lately. So instead we’ll talk about the one thing I know about that no one else really understands – the spark of life – shiny little flecks of pattern that pulse and breathe in everything. They are in every object, in every pattern and yet as a Magnus we can’t manipulate it.
To manipulate it would to become a god – a creator – the universe. Whatever you believe in. Yet if you know to look you can coax it. Most Magnus don’t have the tools necessary to use the sparks of life – only a Cesari or a Magnus who can touch all four elements can really use it’s potential. Maybe four Magnus together? But I don’t have anyone willing to try who believes me. Maybe if I were Scrin and not just some hunter who relies on brute force I could prove my theories.
Dorian suggests I write a paper on it. Maybe I’ll do that. Sit down and write the theory and the logic and the diagrams behind the simple theory only I can see. Like they’d believe that. Dorian says it can’t hurt to try. So maybe one day when life gets boring and I’ve no hunt on my plate. Or maybe if I need to slow down… a lot of maybes to explain the one thing no one would believe. My shiny little pet project.