Location: Thornhaven Village - Training Clearing
Date/Time: 15 Ashwhisper, 9938 AZI
Realm: Mid Realm
"Again," Vaelith said. "But slower this time. Feel for the roots."
Lyria closed her eyes. The clearing smelled of wet earth and pine resin, the scent sharp and grounding after three days of rain. Beneath her crossed legs, moss cushioned the ground in a thick, damp carpet. She could feel the wardstones Vaelith had placed at the four compass points around them — faint pulses of protective essence, steady as heartbeats.
The exercise was simple. Vaelith had explained it in terms Lyria could hold onto: before reaching outward with prophetic sight, you anchored yourself to the present. Roots first, always. Physical sensation. The weight of your body against the earth. The air moving through your lungs. The specific, particular texture of now.
Then — only then — you extended.
"What do you feel?" Vaelith asked.
