[Music was... different in the Netherworld, at least in Veldime. She learned how to play the flute solely (at first) for her summoning. There were all matter of ways to channel your mana, but to focus it and bend it to the means necessary for summoning was a difficult thing and required not only will power but knowledge, practice, and... confidence.
She had been a Summoner before she was cursed. She had woken up with the books and tools and the mana flowing inside her, untapped and waiting, waiting for her brain and will to catch up to her body. To summon was to go beyond just collecting ingredients, writing up contracts, and speaking the right words, it was reaching inside of yourself and using your own power to pull whatever it was you wanted to you. Of course it was difficult, no matter how many years of experience, there was always that moment of searching inside, of grasping, of calling, it took tremendous amounts of focus.
She'd chosen an instrument, to make music, to make channeling her mana more personal and to prove to herself despite all the missing pieces and the broken ones, she could create an extension of herself all on her own. Her power flooded inside her, following the rise and fall of notes, calling out in tandem and if there's anything about summoning she misses most it's that feeling.
Outside of her summoning (and looking at the flute in her hands, she misses it more than ever in this place) she never played for others, it didn't strike her a habit or a talent. She could do it well, quite well, but it wasn't something she particularly prided herself in. It was just something for her, for peace of mind, tangible and all her own and perhaps she'd never sought one out her of out the unwanted idea of sharing this part of herself.]
THE DEER IT IS TEAL /SOB
She had been a Summoner before she was cursed. She had woken up with the books and tools and the mana flowing inside her, untapped and waiting, waiting for her brain and will to catch up to her body. To summon was to go beyond just collecting ingredients, writing up contracts, and speaking the right words, it was reaching inside of yourself and using your own power to pull whatever it was you wanted to you. Of course it was difficult, no matter how many years of experience, there was always that moment of searching inside, of grasping, of calling, it took tremendous amounts of focus.
She'd chosen an instrument, to make music, to make channeling her mana more personal and to prove to herself despite all the missing pieces and the broken ones, she could create an extension of herself all on her own. Her power flooded inside her, following the rise and fall of notes, calling out in tandem and if there's anything about summoning she misses most it's that feeling.
Outside of her summoning (and looking at the flute in her hands, she misses it more than ever in this place) she never played for others, it didn't strike her a habit or a talent. She could do it well, quite well, but it wasn't something she particularly prided herself in. It was just something for her, for peace of mind, tangible and all her own and perhaps she'd never sought one out her of out the unwanted idea of sharing this part of herself.]
It's beautiful, Adell.