53rd Fall 510AV
It was a windy day in Zeltiva, fallen leaves danced through the air whipped up by small gusts. The wind brought with it a cold atmosphere and many remained in their homes.
Among these many was Sheva, she had wanted to spend her day near the forest loosing arrows into the trees but the old man had other plans.
Sheva kneeled by the table as the old man sat in his rocking chair nearby. His eyes fixed on Sheva and her work. Sheva had been in that position for about an hour practicing her glyphing, trying to draw them perfectly but she was not cautious enough and the result was evident. She let out a soft growl of frustration after making yet another mistake.
"Patience my dear, the purpose is not to complete the glyph quickly but instead to complete it perfectly. The reason your hand is not steady is because it is being rushed." came the old man's voice, wise and serene.
Sheva simply took a deep breath and nodded before beginning a new glyph, taking a moment to concentrate before writing anything.
"Do not strain your mind by concentrating, instead strive to attain relaxation. The more calm your inner-self the easier it will become. Try to remember you are not repeating a specific process but instead allowing your soul to give it's own meaning to the glyph." came the old man's voice again, almost as if it were her conscience itself explaining it to her.
She began again first dipping her quill into the ink and slowly bringing it to the scroll. She took another deep breath and closed her eyes envisioning the glyph, what it's purpose was to be and it's appearance. Slowly she began to draw the glyph, carefully, inch by inch she drew the curves. Instead of focusing on the physical process she allowed her thoughts to take control of the task at hand. Finally an hour later Sheva sat back letting out a soft sigh of relief as she looked at her work. She couldn't help but feel proud of her work when she received smile from the old man reassuring her that she had done well.