If my past experiences are to be trusted, I've already used magic, not only used it but been exposed to it on multiple acounts. Recarnating, the dome, and in the case of use, my timely nightvision.

I need to start somewhere, and to me it seems reasonable the only way I'm going to be able to manipulate it is by sensing it. The applications of magic can be speculated and tested after I first understand it. I should start small, work my way up.

All that leaves me to do is sense it, small problem, I have no ideal how. I have to start somewhere though, and focusing my breathing while becoming relaxed sounds like as good a start as any.

Getting comfortable I start to breath, not worrying about magic just yet. I want to calm down, let my thoughts flow like water, focus on nothing. I revolve my whole world around my breathing, in and out. My body fading away from reality, no longer apart of anything.

Once my body starts to dim, that's when I look for it. Magic to me, is something that shouldn't exist, what better way to look for something that shouldn't exist then to forsake everything that does. If magic is out there, this is how I'm going to find it.

First thing I try to sense is myself, looking for anything that feels off. Trusting my instinct I keep up my breathing and try to lose myself in a trance. I start from the bottom up, my feet ending with my head.

Trying to percieve something that I shouldn't be able to is a problem that may have warrented further thought outside my trance, as it stands, that's not a possiblitlity now.

What does magic feel like, that's what I'm looking for here. Placing what felt like my whole being into my feet I start to feel for anything off. Nothing, after spending a couple of minutes focusing on my feet I move up, again nothing. If I'm going to find anything it's going to be above the waist.

By the time I get to my chest, my expectations are at an all time low, already speculating what I did wrong. That almost made me miss it, almost. It was faint, barely even perceivable. There was an energy, right on my center mass, the longer I mentally observed it the more it becomes observable.

Now that knew it was there, it was no longer as elusive, always on the edge of my awarness. After that realizition it became apparent that the energy was flowing all throughout my whole body, like a river, the center of my body acting as if it's fueling it. The only reason that I didn't notice it in my feet is because the flow was alot more smaller and less distinguishable.

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Amazed by this energy that is flowing through my body I start to study it more. Every minute my conscious is pointed at this energy the more it grows visible . After it, no the magic. After the magic in my body grows into an easily observable force, what I see shocks me into disbelief.

In closer inspection I realize how complicated this energy really is. It has patterns, it twist and swirls, dips and jumps. You could spend a lifetime puzzling over the mysterys of this force, that's very evident, even to my untrained eyes. It's like an ecosystem, every single little thing down to the smallest particle and biggest cable working in harmany, a perfect flow.

Abruply startled out of the trance I was in, I take a deep breath, amazed by the feeling it gave me, almost as if I was a part of a bigger picture, for a second, I truly mattered. Out of the trance I was distanced from the magic, no longer able to see the intricacies of it, but I still felt the flow, like it was always apart of me.

The trance was amazing, but coming to I realized alot more time has passed out of it than in it. The sun had already set, and I paid absolutely no attention to the berry I ate.feeling tired, I sat up, my bones creaking and popping as if I woke from the dead.

I never paid attention the last time I staid at the cabin overnight. Light had fallen what looked like along time ago if the moon was any indication. Looking on the small porch for the barries wasn't that hard. Taking another one and putting it in my mouth I decide to dedicate my next hour towards finding out if it's really safe.

Walking off the porch I go to lay down on the grass, looking up at the stars and moon. This situation I have found myself in is full of wonders, pratically bursting at the seems with them.

The magic, it was beautiful, I set out to sense it and if that's not what I did then I don't know what is. The trance seemed to give me the ability to see it extremely clearly, out of the trance I can still feel the force, the way it flows through my body, but the patterns and the complexities I saw in trance a world away, already fading away like a dream.

I could probably begin to start figuring out the how my nightvision happened with my current capabilites, and maybe find ways to use it in different ways. If it's to be believed that the dome was a result of magic, that means teleporting and space expansion are possible, makes you think what else could be done with it.

I should do this after I've determind if the berries are safe, if they are, I can go and pick some off the bush and start to look for any water tomorrow. Waiting for what feels like a couple of hours and finding myself suitibly bored, I decide the berries are safe to eat. With such a small sample size it is possible that I just didn't eat enough for its effects to come into play, but that's a risk I'm going to have to live with.

Coming to the conclusion that the barries are safe, I start to feel tired. Whilst I still want to experiment with magic, it doesn't strike me as a good idea to mess with a mysterouis force when I'm not in tip top shape.

Laying down while looking up to the stars, contemplating the uses of magic, hoping that the barries will be abundant, and that I'll find a water source tomorrow, I slowly start to fall asleep.