Saleh: …… Oh, Ewan!
Ewan: You were practicing Valega, weren’t you? “To know the harmony of heaven and earth, body and spirit”…right?
Saleh: Yes, you are correct.
Ewan: Um…”To contemplate oneself”… And…what was the rest?
Saleh: “To contemplate the world and to envision all creation. Thus, to be enlightened.”
Ewan: Oh, that’s right. Doesn’t it get to be a bother finding a quiet place like this, though?
Saleh: Contemplation takes time, Ewan. It doesn’t matter where, so long as you do it.
Ewan: Oh… Well, if Valega is an important part of Caer Pelyn’s culture and history, I think I might give it a try.
Saleh: Really? And I wonder how many days you’ll last at that.
Ewan: Heh. I guess you’re right. Knowing the harmony of the heavens sounds tough. Do you have anything easier I could practice in the meantime?
Saleh: Hm. Let me think. Your skill level is still quite low, but…
Ewan: Thanks, Teacher. I remember when you first decided to teach me some magic. I was so excited that I went out and practiced over and over again.
Saleh: You must pace yourself. Using too much magic can drain both body and soul.
Ewan: Yeah. Boy, I know that. After that time, I was so tired that I couldn’t stay awake. I was so tired that I slept for a full day. I woke up in bed…
Saleh: Technically, it was two days.
Ewan: Oh, so that was you who carried me home?
Ewan: Now that I think about it, no one else would have bothered! Thank you.
Saleh: Ewan, don’t push yourself too hard. Magic is no game.
Ewan: I know, and don’t worry!
Saleh: What is it, Ewan?
Ewan: Do you remember a few years ago when you went to visit Commander Gerik? That was when I met you and followed you back to Caer Pelyn. I never said thank you for taking me in, Teacher. I’ve never regretted it.
Saleh: I remember it clearly. I kept thinking, “What have I gotten myself into”?
Ewan: If that’s the way you felt about it, why did you let me be your student?
Saleh: Your eyes.
Ewan: My eyes?
Saleh: You had a spark in your eyes. I knew that I saw an exceptional talent for magic in those eyes.
Ewan: Wow. That’s really something. I would never have guessed.
Saleh: I’m sure, as your training progresses, that you will feel your power grow.
Ewan: I’ll train even harder, then! Back when I first started, I… thought you were kinda scary.
Ewan: Well, you don’t really talk much. I always thought you were angry with me, and I didn’t know why.
Saleh: All that because I was so silent all the time?
Ewan: Yep. But after a while, I figured out it was just the way you were.
Saleh: Ewan, you can never find truth in words, spoken or unspoken. Truth lives within the heart.
Ewan: But other people can’t see what’s inside your heart, can they?
Saleh: If you can trust one another, you can see. And you will understand.
Ewan: Oh! Is that how it works? I think I get it now. But talking is so important in building friendships, isn’t it? We use words to communicate things like feelings and ideas. But all that stuff, it’s just on the surface. Does that mean that if people use their hearts, they can communicate without using words?
Saleh: That’s right.
Ewan: You really are great, Teacher. You teach me by making me teach myself, and I mean more than just magic… …Remember how angry you were at me that one time? Back when I took out that magic tome?
Saleh: …… I wasn’t angry that you took the tome out with you. It’s that you took it with you without asking and went for a stroll. And then you stopped to play in the river…
Ewan: That’s right. Then I dropped it and SPLASH!! Right in it went… It wasn’t in the water long, but those pages were totally illegible…
Saleh: That utter carelessness– No, your lack of consideration. That’s what made me angry.
Ewan: I’m s-sorry. But I never took any books with me when I went to the river after that.
Saleh: And there were other things, as well.
Ewan: Oh, you don’t mean…that? Oh, yeah. Ha ha ha.
Saleh: Unbelievable… I’ve never had a student so troublesome as you.
Ewan: But I promise to be much more careful in the future!
Saleh: Is there even a shred of truth in those words?
Saleh: You rascal…
Ewan: Oh, Teacher.
Saleh: Ewan… If something happens to me, take all my scrolls and magical items, and… keep them for your own.
Ewan: What? Why would you say that?
Saleh: This conflict has grown bitter. I’m not sure I’ll see it to its end. And…if something does happen, I want you to care for Dara. Watch over her and Caer Pelyn.
Ewan: Oh, come on! There is no way anything is going to happen to you, Teacher! And besides, if you weren’t around, I would have no clue what to do.
Saleh: Ewan… Don’t underestimate yourself. One day, you will surpass me.
Ewan: Huh? Really? Do you mean that, Teacher?
Saleh: It all hinges on your own efforts.
Ewan: I won’t let you down!
Saleh: Only those who choose magic can handle it. And you are special even among them… Be confident. You have a rare gift that others can never duplicate.
Ewan: Teacher… If you really mean that, then there’s no way I’m going to let you die.
Ewan: I’ll be at your side protecting you. If the two of us combine our power, we can get through anything that arises!
Saleh: Whew… Protect…me? I had no idea until this moment how dependable you’ve become.
Ewan: Right! That’s because I’m the great sage Saleh’s number-one student!
Saleh: Well spoken, Ewan. Come on, follow me. I’ll use this war to teach you every last bit of the magic I know. My dear, sweet student.
Ewan: Sounds good, Teach!