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Holly sat, head in hands, the book in front of her opened to the same page for the past five hours. She understood the theory, but just couldn't make the magic her own. As tears started to well up in her eyes, she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Holly, what's wrong?"

She started, then turned to see her old friend, Oscar. She noticed the little curl at the front of his hair, which he twisted back and forth in front of his glasses.

"I... I just... Oscar, how do you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Know... so much."

Oscar stood silent , seemingly weighing his answer. Finally, he spoke. "I don't know if I can describe it in a way that can help you, but I try to embody each spell. Plan it out, see it, feel it in my mind." He fidgeted with his writing brace for a moment, exposing a set of bold tattoos. "Here, I'll see if I can help you get a feel for it yourself."

As the arcane sigils passed onto Holly's arm her tears vanished as she felt the power of the spell resonate. She extended her arm with a smile and released the magic.

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