[ Things are far more different around Flagg than he'd anticipated. With the dramatic entrance he'd given, there had been so many possibilities that he hadn't been able to fathom. A creature dark enough to set his own demonic heart racing with dread. Someone untouchable.
His teaching style isn't with books or lessons, rather letting Michael call the shots and helping him along the way. He's learned more than he thought he might at the beginning. He's learned to see things differently, certainly, and his confidence has been bolstered from the support. Not without its barbs, Flagg does love to tease him mercilessly, but now that he's used to it, it doesn't ruffle his feathers quite so much. It's never been malicious.
Michael has his nose in a book when Flagg's voice breaks the silence. His attention immediately turns to his mentor, tipping his chin skyward to see what he sees. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability to see what will become, only visions of grandeur. As he pays closer attention to the heavens, he thinks he can feel it, too. Not a loud and booming presence of knowing what it is, but like an itch at the back of his head. How animals might feel just before a storm. ]
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His teaching style isn't with books or lessons, rather letting Michael call the shots and helping him along the way. He's learned more than he thought he might at the beginning. He's learned to see things differently, certainly, and his confidence has been bolstered from the support. Not without its barbs, Flagg does love to tease him mercilessly, but now that he's used to it, it doesn't ruffle his feathers quite so much. It's never been malicious.
Michael has his nose in a book when Flagg's voice breaks the silence. His attention immediately turns to his mentor, tipping his chin skyward to see what he sees. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the ability to see what will become, only visions of grandeur. As he pays closer attention to the heavens, he thinks he can feel it, too. Not a loud and booming presence of knowing what it is, but like an itch at the back of his head. How animals might feel just before a storm. ]
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