Post 2. Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
The Slytherin continued on with his vocal practice, the spell still feeling strange on his tongue...It was shaping the letter sounds, Dylan was convinced...Also, Intaglio sounded like an.....expensive adult beverage...or a clothing brand...
After a few moments, he finally felt ready to move onto the concentration aspect. Apparently, for this spell, it would need to be the best it's every been. So, ALL THE FOCUS and what not. No distractions. Not even Ravenclaw ones with big, beautiful brown eyeeeeeeeees...
Yea. NO looking at his girlfriend, basically.
Taking a few steadying breaths, he cleared his mind and thought solely of what he needed to do. This was a technique the Slytherin observed a lot...So, it wasn't as challenging as it might have been for someone else...What did everything think had been helping with his Seeking ability as of late? Meditation and focus. Bam.
Breathing innnnnnnn and ooooooooout...
Mind cleeeeeeeeeeared.
.......Everything gone but ANSUZ. Yep, the rune meaning "God"...Dylan's eyes closed on their own accord as he traced the rune out with his fingertip in the air. He had it vividly drawn out in his mind. A line vertically up...and then two smaller lines down off the side of the first line...totally parallel with one another. Like a drooping "F" kinda.
What he really needed to focus on...what was it meant, right? Hadn't that been a key point in all this. One had to implant the Runes into the desk...to infect it with the runes power? That part was still fuzzy. Mooooooooooore concentration......
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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