#『 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 — faith. 』

[alfvangr]

life materie

     Sometimes, he still sees the flash of lightning in his dreams, still hears the deafening crack of thunder and the howl of a monstrous creature’s agony by his hand. With a sword of lightning as the key, something long-neglected had awakened within him at that time—continues to pulse beneath his skin even now, a sensation the Askran prince is acutely aware of at times where he has little to keep his mind occupied. To a degree, it relieves Alfonse to know he inherited something from his mother aside a similarity in facial features, and it presents an opportunity to diversify his range of skills, yet...

     Taking that first step into uncharted territory on his own feels daunting.

     A lack of knowledge in white magic doesn’t stop the healer nearest to the infirmary entrance from letting him in when he arrives—extra hands to handle application of medicine and bandages are just as needed as individuals who know the classic Heal spell, she says, and he certainly can’t disagree with that. ( it helps that he’s never liked to be overly reliant on the Order’s stave users in tending to injuries sustained during battles. ) So Alfonse focuses on disinfecting and treating wounds for those who do not urgently require a healer’s assistance, ever with a sympathetic wince for the groans and cries of the ailing that reach his ears as he works.

     It’s as he’s wringing the water from a cloth to be laid over a patient’s too-warm forehead that a flash of sunset red makes itself known in his peripheral vision, head instinctively turning to catch a better look—“I had a feeling you’d be lending a hand here, Celica,” the prince remarks with a weary smile, neatly folding the damp fabric and setting it atop heated skin before drying his hands off. “You’re not pushing yourself too hard, I hope.”

@seraphiia​

#seraphiia #『 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 — life materie. 』 #『 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 — reflection of a hundred and one worlds. 』 #『 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 — celica. 』 #『 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 — anniversary2020. 』 #『 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 — faith. 』 #// slides this your way a good bit later than intended #// i'm tired writing consumes too much energy aaaaaa

[alfvangr]

eden’s refulgence.

     It haunts him, on occasion. That there are times where he lacks the means to ease the suffering of others in whatever form it takes, all too ready to lambast himself for what he perceives to be a personal failure regardless of whether there is anything he could have done. ( too slow, never fast enough; the desperation with which he screams a name— ) No individual exists capable of solving every problem or overcoming every obstacle given them, of course, and he certainly understands that well enough from experience, yet... It feels wrong not to at least try—because to turn away from another’s pain is something he cannot do. 

     Perhaps it is to be expected of one who so gladly bleeds for the sake of peace.

     The dull scratch of pen on paper is but one of several sounds that make up the atmosphere of the seminar, steady hand giving form to near scribe-quality writing when sea-blue gaze isn’t fixed on the priest giving his lecture at the front of the room. Truth be told, it’s nothing Alfonse hasn’t already learned from books or from the summoned Heroes lending their strength to the Order, though the concept remains difficult to wrap his mind around. Fódlan’s black magic is structured around the use of glyphs and formulas, yet its white magic is based on little more than the measure of one’s faith in something, thereby granting them the ability to cast spells such as Heal and Nosferatu. While the basis is admittedly similar to a degree in many other lands or worlds, it certainly isn’t the end-all, be-all in order to make use of them—certain individuals could probably testify to that effect, if asked.

     But he is here to learn, his own misgivings aside, and so attention turns to the young woman seated to his right when prompted to discuss with one another regarding the subject matter. “Do you suppose there are any alternatives to just...believing strongly in a cause or important figure? Like the staves used by healers who hail from other countries.” Which defeats the purpose, Alfonse supposes, but he can’t particularly imagine being able to close a person’s wounds through faith alone.

@irroche

#irroche #『 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 — eden’s refulgence. 』 #『 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 — reflection of a hundred and one worlds. 』 #『 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 — constance. 』 #『 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 — anniversary2020. 』 #『 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓 — faith. 』 #// better late than never...... lmk if you need more to work with #// l&k was a while ago but (jazz hands) if you catch the reference #// idk if this even makes sense anymore it's sunrise and i have a headache