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disc.”
    I looked at this black disc, Defence is an easy concept everyone understands it. Reaching with my power into the disc, I tried to impress defence into it. Oddly the disc resisted I ramped up the force. Something stuck, an architecture form I had never seen before. Fluidic and sharp, it shifted under my sight, never settling. Slipping out of viewing, I found the disc had warped from a flat round shape to a curved oval.
    Jase clapped, his earlier smile returning full force.
    “Well done, my boy. I was worried you wouldn't manage it for a moment there. Pass it over, let me have a look,"
    I held it out to him, but as he tried to grasp it, it warped again, turning liquid and retreating up my hand to my wrist, I was shocked. I had never heard of enchantments having a mind of their own. All I could do was look at it.
    “Sir, what’s going on?” Startlement, almost fear colouring my voice.
    “Tristan, calm down. It’s perfectly normal, wild enchantments can only be held by their creator. All the devices you use every day are based on wild ones, eventually the form you used will settle down and you will be able to understand it, then you can teach it to others. I only asked to test that it was well done.” Jase’s tone was the same as when I graduated calm but proud. That more than anything reassured me that he was telling the truth.  A question occurred to me.
    “Sir why are we not taught this in school, wouldn't more people want to become mages?”
    “Tristan, you have to realise how dangerous this information is. The wizards don't want this known by the common people. It could mean the end of society, war, violence, widespread destruction, all would be possible if magic such as this fell into the wrong hands. The devices we provide are safe and reliable, wild magics are none of those things. Magic is complex, most just aren't suited to wield it at higher levels.” Jase answered passionately. “When you have seen more, you will understand. Now I have a busy day and you should go and test you new charm. I will log it as a success but unidentified, until you figure out what it does," he turned back to his worktable, clearly done with me. I headed for the door
    “Oh! Tristan before I forget. Here is a shard on basic forms, you are authorised to enchant your equipment now you have a touch, of experience, but no more wild magic, practice your forms for a while yet.” He rushed over handing me a silver shard. No bigger than my pendant. Jase smiled and turned away again as if I no longer existed.
    I went home. I had a lot to think about.
     
    I sat in my chair in my apartment. It was late. Holding a mug of coffee, looking down at my right wrist. Contemplating my new adornment. It had wrapped itself around my wrist much like a bracer. It’s once black colour was gone now, replaced by a constantly shifting green to blue. Using my othersense to try to understand this thing, which I had made. Didn't help as much as had hoped. The form had calmed, but it was still too convoluted to grasp. Giving up for now. I finished my now cold coffee, grimacing at the taste. I stood, taking the mug to the basin to wash it. I decided to turn my mind to what Jase had said, about the wizard restricting information about magic.
    If more people had known just what magic can do, more might have survived the waves, the dome would have been stronger, it wouldn't have shattered at the end. Maybe the waves could have been stopped instead of hiding. I thought before realising, If more knew then the waves might have been far worse, any other conflict escalated beyond all control. Weapons in the hands of children, fools and the bloodthirsty. The thought horrified me. Better a world confined than wild magic.
     
    After a long night filled with nightmares of fire and death. With a start, I awoke.  My senses were burning with the strength of the magic in the air. Something had happened.
    As a mage it was my duty to protect. I rushed to get dressed.