“What is this?”
Thomas looked up from the notes he had been studying. Though he had learning from his mentor for six years – since he turned nine – the man still intimidated him. He was fair and treated Thomas well, but he was also reserved and demanded discipline. Upsetting him always caused Thomas a little anxiety. The paper he was holding was one Thomas had left on his desk.
“It is a summary of my progress yesterday, sir.”
“There is a prediction here. A visitor is coming.”
“Thomas, I have told you once already. I do not like having to repeat myself.”
A scowl flashed across his mentor’s face. It vanished quickly as the man refused to let any negative emotions show. Instead, he calmly asked, “What have I told you about scrying?”
“But I was only looking at the front door,” Thomas protested. “I wasn’t exploring any person’s future.”
“What have I told you?” His mentor asked again; that was never a good sign.
His defiance melted away, and he averted his gaze downwards. “Scrying is forbidden.”
“Knowing the future can change it. The more that know, the higher the chance of deviation.”
Thomas continued to look down until his mentor took his chin and drew Thomas’s gaze towards his own.
“Dreams are inevitable, especially a gift such as yours. But we ought not go looking for such knowledge. And when we do have it, we must keep it to ourselves. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand, sir. I am sorry.”
“Do not apologize. Just learn from your errors.”
“You are right, though. We are expecting visitors today. I am surprised you saw only one. An old friend of mine is bringing his student to meet us. It will be a good chance for you to interact with one of your peers.”
Thomas had met few other people since his training had begun. “Are they time mages as well?”
“No. My friend works primarily in mana. His student also studies chaos magic, I am told. It will be good for you to learn a little something about other domains. However, that is later. For now, I want to see how your experiments with slowing and accelerating plant growth are proceeding.”
“Yes, sir.” Thomas led him over to a table with three different planters.