Dragonapprentice

[Inwe Ringil]

“One of the other rules is: Never try to bring something back to life, since the barrier between Life and Death is greedy, it will drain your strength and consume you.”

“Why use a word of motion of you don’t need to?” Domitan interrupted.

“When you don’t use the Word or motion to exculpate your Will, you have to use your mind.” Grife explained slowly, “Therefore, an untrained mind would be overwhelmed and that would make it nye impossible.”

“Okay,” said Domitan. “Nother question; doesn’t destroying something mean killing it? So wouldn’t that mean that you canna kill with it?”

“No. You can kill with the Will and the Word. Destroying something means making its soul disappear, and removing its very substance from this earth.”

Domitan nodded his affirmative he believed that he understood.

“Do you want to try?”

His eyes widened, he wasn’t expecting that. “Now?” he asked in a quavering voice.

“Now’s as good a time as any,” Grife said with a lopsided grin. He offered Domitan a small black and white, river polished, stone. It was about the size of a hens egg.

“What do I do with it?” Domitan asked, his stomach clenched from slight fear.

“Place it in your hand, gather your Will and use the Word ‘move’.” he told him.

Domitan placed the smooth rock on his palm. He guessed drawing on his Will meant clearing his mind, therefore, he did. As soon as it was he groped around looking for his Will. It slowly filled his entire mind, steadily growing stronger. “Move!” he commanded the stone,

It flew out of his hand and across the clearing!

“A little less strength behind it next time.” Grife chuckled.

He had Domitan practice raising the stone and moving it, until the sun began to set behind the mountains and a purple dusk was upon them.

Domitan placed the stone in the pouch that he wore on his belt. On the way down he marked the path in his mind so he could find his way back if he wanted to. His eyes followed Meneldur’s flight; he moved as silent as death. His membrane thin wings barely created any eddies in the wind, his tail silently swished though the air.