[If mages could make anything from nothing... Sabriel can't even begin to imagine what such a world might be like.]
Oh, it's- like this.
[It's an easy spell, one Sabriel learned as a child. She casts it with the ease of one long practiced- she draws the mark from the Charter, then traces it in the air between them- and then, with a flourish, directs it to hover around the man- to follow him, until the spell fades in a few hours.]
It's not as impressive as making something from nothing, but it has its uses.
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Oh, it's- like this.
[It's an easy spell, one Sabriel learned as a child. She casts it with the ease of one long practiced- she draws the mark from the Charter, then traces it in the air between them- and then, with a flourish, directs it to hover around the man- to follow him, until the spell fades in a few hours.]
It's not as impressive as making something from nothing, but it has its uses.