"That's what mine is called. My power is a gift of the Darkness, and the use of it is called Craft. I wouldn't call it magic because there's nothing magic about it. If my skill and knowledge are both great enough, I can do again what I have done before."
Meeting her eyes, the corners crinkle briefly with warmth before he breaks the connection and scrapes said gaze from her head to her toes. He then shakes his head briefly. "I don't think that...however you do what you do is quite the same. Yours might be magic in truth and I would have no way of knowing."
After a pause, though, his brow furrows and he questions her words. "Were you originally lan--without powers? Did you acquire them somehow?"
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Date: 2020-02-19 09:11 pm (UTC)Meeting her eyes, the corners crinkle briefly with warmth before he breaks the connection and scrapes said gaze from her head to her toes. He then shakes his head briefly. "I don't think that...however you do what you do is quite the same. Yours might be magic in truth and I would have no way of knowing."
After a pause, though, his brow furrows and he questions her words. "Were you originally lan--without powers? Did you acquire them somehow?"