SAROYA
“So you could always control water, since you were very little.” I say.
“Since I could remember.” My water-attuned trainer says as she guides me forward. “It came as easy as breathing. Of course everyone starts with crude magic. What magic you are inclined to is immediately obvious because you can move water around sporadically but the high technique and finesse like what you saw at the carnival needs a whole lot of practice.”
“I am ready.” I say and she laughs.
“I can tell.” She says. “You have channeled the cool unattainability of the depths of the sea to perfection so it is hard to tell how you’re feeling but I have not had a student as eager as you are in ages. It is refreshing.”
“So are you saying it is not strange to be as old as I am and have no control over my magic?”
