I See in Moonlight

An Ominous Future

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~ *~* ~ *~* ~ *~* ~ *~* ~ *~* 4 YEARS LATER *~* ~ *~* ~ *~* ~ *~* ~ *~* ~

"Thank you again, Master Hadrian!" The woman praised profusely, clutching the medicine and small satchel of Rune Stones in her hands. "Thank you so much."

"Your daughter's good health is all the thanks I need, now go, I am sure she misses her mother." Harry chuckled softly as the woman gave a relieved sob and hurried away.

Over the last 4 years, he's made a name for himself as a Healer and a Rune Stone maker. He's made a semi-permanent home in Bree, but he's wandered his way through the lands. And like Death had told him those few years ago, he was smart and could figure things out for himself. He's learned of his Creature Nature that had been sealed and suppressed along with nearly all of his magic and many abilities he gained from not only said Nature, but his family as well! And then the wonderful shock of presenting as an Omega, thankfully such a thing was a somewhat common occurrence in Arda, or he would have bitched at Death on one of his visits.

In those same years, he mastered the sonar spell which was actually called the Sealladh air a 'Ghealach Ban-dia Charm. It took the natural magic in the world gifted by the Moon Goddess and gave sight to the blind witch or wizard, coating the world in pale moonlight to aid them.

He's adjusted the charm so that living creatures appeared white (the dark beasts that wandered the lands appeared like black voids in the shape of said beast) while the world around them, like the trees, river, buildings and the like appeared as a dark gray, giving him a permanent view of his world. He no longer needed the anklets, but kept wearing them because he loved the sound of them and placed charms in them to make sure his footing was always secure when he traversed dangerous areas. He didn't want to die because he slipped and fell down a cliff, that was just sad.

His hearing was on par with the Elves, who had exceptional hearing, which he used to listen to gossip or for spies. Out in the wild it helped him find dinner as well as avoid danger long before it found him. His touch was much more sensitive, which was both a blessing and curse. A couple of Rangers, twin brothers, liked to play with his fingers. He felt like the Vulcan from that Muggle telly show about space. They would tease his hands, even up his arms when he wore a shorter sleeved shirt. They teased and flirted, but he could tell they weren't very serious, though that kinda annoyed him. Don't rile him so if you aren't going to follow through! Jerks...

His sense of touch seemed to help tie into a sort of sixth sense, allowing him to feel out if a situation was dangerous, an area or the like. He could sense when danger was near and could either avoid it or prepare for it. His sense of taste was also sensitive, which made drinking potions or smelling certain scents that much worse, but was wonderful for a good meal or picking his way through various smells. It also came in handy when out gathering potion ingredients. Overall, he was able to 'see' his world, though not with his eyes. The scars were fading, but the process was still slow going.

His magic helped to make up for his lack of sight and could not focus as much on healing the scars that marred his body and face. He still wore his mask, usually when indoors or in a meeting, otherwise he wore a long hooded robe, the hood fell over his eyes leaving only his mouth and a hint of his nose visible. Death told him it was black for the hood, but bled into green as it went down his body (the entity gleaned his favorite color as well as colors he did not mind, from his memories and had clothes and such made in those colors).

He had just returned a week ago from a trip to the Blue Mountains, trading potions and paying a good bit of coin for raw gemstones. They were for an upcoming trip that he's been having mild visions of. He had one of the best stone cutters and smelters carefully cut and shape the stones, (emerald, sapphire, ruby, topaz, gold, silver, bronze and onyx) smelt the metal ores and shape them into the exact designs and fasten them to the gems. He remembered a curious young Dwarrow had asked why the peculiar, but exacting directions.