Black Magic
May. 25th, 2011 03:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Oh yes, still drabbling. Enchantment is found in familiar places.
Black Magic
Ithilien, in the Fourth Age
Wizards and monsters may have left the world, but enchantment remains, found suddenly in familiar places.
The forge stands at the foot of the hill. Morwen has passed by most days, but never before entered. Today she stands for a spell on the threshold, watching the smith at work, and each morning thereafter she comes back, mesmerised by his elemental craft. Metal bends to him; fire obeys him; air and water do his will.
After a week, he offers her the hammer. A shaky first attempt. So he teaches patience, respect for skill and tool, the humility of true mastery.
Black Magic
Ithilien, in the Fourth Age
Wizards and monsters may have left the world, but enchantment remains, found suddenly in familiar places.
The forge stands at the foot of the hill. Morwen has passed by most days, but never before entered. Today she stands for a spell on the threshold, watching the smith at work, and each morning thereafter she comes back, mesmerised by his elemental craft. Metal bends to him; fire obeys him; air and water do his will.
After a week, he offers her the hammer. A shaky first attempt. So he teaches patience, respect for skill and tool, the humility of true mastery.
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Date: 2011-05-26 09:28 pm (UTC)That is how I feel about science, and it always saddens me when people claim science 'takes the wonder out of the world'. To me it is about really looking at things and trying to understand how they work, and when you manage that makes them even more wonderful.
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Date: 2011-05-27 02:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-27 07:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-27 08:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-27 08:55 am (UTC)I suspect Morwen got better at smithing more quickly than I did welding.
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Date: 2011-05-27 09:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-12 06:10 pm (UTC)Wizards and monsters may have left the world, but enchantment remains, found suddenly in familiar places.
I remembered exactly that feeling the first time I stood in the doorway of the local smithy - you have described how it was perfectly. I never got a chance to lift a hammer - but, sometimes, if I was very lucky, I was allowed to pump the great bellows - pure heaven.
I have been reading your journal because
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Date: 2011-06-13 12:37 pm (UTC)Please do friend my journal and I hope I can reciprocate. We do seem to bump into each other quite a bit!
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Date: 2011-06-13 04:16 pm (UTC)