wiiccaniisms.
it had been awhile since billy had a moment to actually use any one of his powers and to actually have that moment made him almost overflow with excitement. he made his way to an alleyway, checking over his shoulder to make sure no one was around before he held out his hand and slowly opened it, a small flame appearing in the palm of his hand as a smile spread on his face.
magic was something merlin lived & breathed. even in this world, he could feel the ebb & flow of it pulsing through him. even here, magic was still present & merlin was still the center point of it. so maybe it’s connection to it that has him catch the boy with his back to the world, huttled in an alleyway. it all seemed normal --- save for the flicker glow of flames that danced on the walls beside him. easily unnoticed by others, but caught by the young sorcerer. curious, he tip toed closer, peering around the boy’s shoulder & a smile tugging across his face. ❛ you --- you use hands. sorry, thought i wouldn’t find anyone who didn’t flick around one of those sticks these days. ❜ he let out an awkward chuckle before realizing the boy, who was clearly hiding merlin recognized that much, was bound to be startled by him. ❛ oh. um --- ❜ he held out his hand, fist closed. ❛ bæl on bryne. ❜ with a whisper of the ancient words, merlin’s eyes flashed gold for just a moment then as he uncurled his fist a flame, similar to the boy’s own, ignited in his palm. he glanced up at the other, smiling sheepishly.
