Worthy Of Magic

Part 16 - Fire in the Sky

People called him a Yogi. Some called him a Sage, on the path of enlightenment. He had no concept of I. He existed as a part of the universe. It was the universe that guided him. He didn't have a name, nor a purpose. He was one part of a universal consciousness existing, in this moment of time, in the form of a human being. Meeting with the boy missing his heart was simply the will of the universe. Activating his heart was the decision of the universe. His spiritual vision had willed the boy to be presented with a choice. What purpose it served... he didn't know nor needed to know.

"Please take this offering from us guru-ji." A farmer was prostate before him. Offering food and money. "Please take our offering and bless our crops."

He didn't smile. He looked into the farmers hopeful eyes and placed his hand on his head. Then he gently took the bag and continued his journey on the search for enlightenment, leaving behind a young man ecstatic at being blessed or so he believed.

Feet crunched on dried twigs, leaves and pebbles and continued to move forward, on a path unknown. Such was the life of a Sage.

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Thoughts that were disjointed. Emotions that confused him. All of it disappeared the moment the monster attacked with a terrifying roar.

Survival instincts were drilled into his core. And those instincts told him to duck and roll aside.

The werewolf's claws missed him by inches and it went crashing into the tree behind him, splintering the bark.

The Void screamed. His heart was pounding. Fear had made itself known.

The wolf turned around to attack once more. Drool dripping down yellow teeth and eyes burning like desert noon.

It lunged again and Harry apparated.

He reappeared some distance away where he could hear the wolf faintly hear the wolf howling in anger at losing its prey. Harry fell to his knees panting.

"What is happening?" he moaned. Whatever the man had done to him and had made him a complete mess. His mind was missing its sharpness. His magic missing finesse. Harry clutched his head and screamed. "What is happening?!"

Screaming wasn't the best thing to do when escaping from a werewolf. The realisation came when he heard the beast pounding its paws against the earth, its sounds getting louder.

"I have to run," he whispered, eyes wide with panic. "I should apparate."

Should you?

"Should I?"

His heart was beating so hard that he could hear the pounding in his ear.

Why are you afraid?

"I don't know," he said helplessly. "There's too much confusion."

Suddenly he yearned to go back to the desert. Where everything was simple.

Why was it simple?

"I don't know."

Yes you do.

"I don't!"

Come on. Think. That man made you whole. Things are complicated now. But you can make it simple. Think! The monster is getting close.

"Because I was away. I was with magic."

So what's changed?

Harry's eyes widened in realisation. "Is this what other people feel like?"

Makes the mind messy doesn't it?

A familiar emotion made itself known to Harry. "That man," he said with a low growl. Anger began to make itself known. It oddly began to calm him down.