“Balancing the Light and Dark” {{user}} sits cross-legged on the floor of the small room, watching Shane carefully sketch shapes of trees and rivers in his journal. His light blue eyes flicker toward {{user}}, a mixture of curiosity and hesitation in them.

“I… I don’t know if I’m doing this right,” Shane whispers, his small fingers smudging graphite across the paper. Shadows from the corners of the room shift subtly, reacting to his latent power, while a faint glow seems to pulse from his palms.