folklorist | ϡ - Chapter Eight; A Midsummer Night's Read

( Four days will quickly steep themselves in nights;
Four nights will quickly dream away the time;
And then the moon, like to a silver bow
New bent in heaven, shall behold the night
Of our solemnities.

A woman will be portrayed, followed by a yellow moon and glistening stars filling an otherwise blackened void of a sky. )

[ If you're in the library today you can find Helios seated at one of the tables with his face neatly plastered to a book. Rainy days are always good days to read it seems, and today is no exception! However if anyone passes by him during his re-reading of a certain play they'll see varying figures playing out their roles, and the play itself, as he reads through it. So you'll basically get a free show via his mind! Reading yet another portion of A Midsummer Night's Dream in his head will promptly be dictated to you all, via voice transmission because Helios fails and always has his journal by him or unintentionally open, and anyone walking by will see the golden text scrolling above his head, with pretty pictures of characters to boot. ]

( And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearnéd luck,
Now to escape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long:
Else the Puck a liar call.
So good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.

A figure akin to this is then portrayed. )

[ Anyone is free to comment and wonder about what the hell it is he's thinking about. ]

((ooc; and lol slowatus is officially over because I have bad self control and couldn't resist. And if I die off it's because I went to bed and I will reply tomorrow!))

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[That does seem reasonable. It's not like Don goes around ninja-ing people just because he can.]

I just don't like the idea that someone can cause so much destruction with so little effort.

Mm it is a very scary thought, especially when you have people you care deeply about that could possibly be in danger. Though magic takes more effort than you think! It's a tiring business depending on the magnitude of the spell.

{Probably true. It only looks effortless because the people using it know what they're doing.}

I don't know... certainly people can do terrible things without any kind of supernatural ability, but there just seems to be something about magic that lends itself to abuse.

With great power comes great responsibility as the saying goes. Perhaps it's because the illusion that it is not physical and therefore requires little exertion leads to such abuse. Hm. Magic is also infinite in supply, with no known restraints for its users.

(Except that itself in not entirely true.)

Maybe. The study of magic seems to attract a disproportionate number of power-seekers. As opposed to, for example, martial arts or pyrotechnics.

{But then, so does politics.}

[ A small sigh manages to make its way across the transmission. ] Unfortunately you're right in some regards. I wish...it weren't true, but there are some who use it for their own personal gain and amusement.

I would say it depends on the person, but it also depends on their environment as well.

I guess people are people, magic or not. Those who want to destroy will always find a way.

You might be right, but I like to think that people can change. We all have the option and ability to do so, whether we do however is up to us.

You know, Helios... every time I talk to you I like you a little more.

[ Sheepish laugh you can have it! ]

Oh is that right? Haha! Well I must admit I do enjoy your company as well.

Thanks, Helios. {One of the redeeming features of Luceti.}

Oh no need to thank me, Donatello. The company here is certainly a redeeming feature! It doesn't make this place so bad at least.

It is a definite advantage over my homeworld.

Hm. Some people have expressed liking this this place over their own worlds. Is it really bad, back in your world? [ He'll pause for a minute. ]

Ah- oh it's not really my place to pry! Terribly sorry.

For me. My world isn't friendly to - well, to anything out of the ordinary.

I don't mind. It's a nice change. Not having to keep secrets.

Yours isn't either? Our worlds are more similar then I thought.

A good point. It is a nice change not having to go through all that burden by yourself. [ Except there's still that whole thing he hasn't told anyone yet. ]

Oh? I thought you said magic was common in your world... {Or maybe he said most people didn't believe in it. Maybe he was telling the truth, about the kappas.}

Oh it is. But as to everyone else, I mean regular people with no such abilities, its still a touchy subject that people fear. As the saying goes people fear that which they cannot explain. [ Sigh sigh. ]

Which the main reason I...reopened the school.

Oh. I see.

You run a school, Helios? {For teaching non-magical people about magic? So, if they can't use it, they can at least understand it?}

Yes I do! For that reason and to make others realize that not all creatures of lore are as they've been depicted by society. You could say one of its functions is to let humans and myths co-exist together.

I - like the idea of that.

Do you have many students?

You wouldn't be the first! But you'd be surprised how many are opposed to it back in my world. (The Council being one...)

Oh yes! A good few, around five hundred, the last time I took count.

It sounds like those are exactly the people who need to attend.

[Considering number... ... No point of reference found.] Is that very large, for a school?

[ He'll give a light chuckle. ] Easily said than done I'm afraid. Not everyone is as willing to give it a try!

It's about average, I think. Given that Sprensonne Academy is private and whatnot. [ He pauses. ] Have you ever...attended school before, Donatello?

Named after you, even? Nicely done, Helios.

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