[Welcome, Watanuki, to the dream of a Daoist priest in Taiwan.
Even in sleep, the man continues the steady rhythm of masterful practice, seated at a low table as he works on intricate talismans, each stroke a deliberate motion.
Unlike real life, the man's thoughts can be sensed as ink is drawn on paper, for the mindful application of intention is but another form of spellcraft. Here, as he writes for protection, thought and energy coalesce into poetry. Anyone with the right sort of vision will be able to see the faint glimmer of the characters before they settle, and Merlin turns to Watanuki with a finger pressed to his mouth before tapping his ear and his chest, over the heart.
Stay silent, he bids, and listen.
Truly Listen, not just with sound.
Of course, he doesn't expect Watanuki to pick up just how right away, but immersion in the experience is the first step. Merlin will field in his questions in a while.]
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Even in sleep, the man continues the steady rhythm of masterful practice, seated at a low table as he works on intricate talismans, each stroke a deliberate motion.
Unlike real life, the man's thoughts can be sensed as ink is drawn on paper, for the mindful application of intention is but another form of spellcraft. Here, as he writes for protection, thought and energy coalesce into poetry. Anyone with the right sort of vision will be able to see the faint glimmer of the characters before they settle, and Merlin turns to Watanuki with a finger pressed to his mouth before tapping his ear and his chest, over the heart.
Stay silent, he bids, and listen.
Truly Listen, not just with sound.
Of course, he doesn't expect Watanuki to pick up just how right away, but immersion in the experience is the first step. Merlin will field in his questions in a while.]