7

It was your first night in the forest, and the sound of the water was the only thing that could drown out the chirping of insects. You were tired enough to fall asleep on the spot, but you made sure to keep your eyes open. You had just seen your grandma:

Even in your sleepy state, you gasped; and she smiled. But when you asked her if you would ever be able to do what she had done, she sighed and said:

"Maybe. But those kinds of tricks are just for show, Huknock. Learning to control your magic is about more than flying fish. If you were learning to paint, you wouldn't just learn how to make one painting, would you? You learn all about colors, about how to move the brush, about light and shade. That way, you can express yourself however you want."

Maybe it was just your sleepiness getting to you, but you remember feeling a little confused. Grandma just smiled again and squeezed your hand.

"As corny as it sounds, magic is part of who you are. Learning how to use it means first figuring out who you are—and how magic works best for you. When you understand how it works, you can use it however you want. Focus on that part first; then you can worry about the neat tricks later."

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