Rough to touch and twice as hard to break open.
#Elyana glass skin#
Can feel them sometimes, the thick, gnarled tissue that has grown where smooth skin used to be. [Harry carries his own scars from Snape’s ruthless teaching methods to this day, as real and lasting as the physical damage the various battles and trials of his life have left him with. The widening spasms beneath Harry’s feet leave no doubt of his successful entrance or the wounds such a violation will leave behind. It rips, tears, shatters easily, shards and broken wood falling everywhere, and though they are largely a product of his imagination that makes them as real as anything in this mental landscape. Harry tears straight through the feeble defenses like a raging bull running head-first through a paper wall.
Harry doesn’t bother with finesse, is in no state of mind for careful maneuvers, for all that it would have been kinder on Ternaz’s mental health. This nameless maester - Fergus Ternaz, third son of a sailor and merchant, joined the Citadel at fourteen - is a well-educated man with no knowledge of the mind arts and nothing but the instinctual defenses any human being capable of rational thought can raise. Granted, he’d miles away from Snape’s finesse or Dumbledore’s subtlety, but there’s one thing Harry has in spades that in the hands of a skilled practitioner of the mind arts is as deadly a weapon as Gryffindor’s sword: will power. Last he checked - which was against Neville’s frankly terrifying protections - Harry has a knack for discovering and exploiting weak spots in a person’s mental defenses. Unlike clearing your mind, breaking through shields, walls and whatever other defense mechanisms comes naturally to Harry. Practice had proven to them all that while Harry made little protest in protecting his own mind, he does have an aptitude for legilimency. Limited to exactly one branch of the mind arts, in fact. Their success had been limited, to say the least. The war may have been over, but with its end Harry had just as many reasons to want to keep his own thoughts secure as ever. You trained yourself to keep things, even parts of yourself, in instead of keeping other people out.]ĭespite that, Hermione had done her best to help Harry master the craft. You spent all your life caging it, suppressing it and containing it, she’d argued passionately over fire-whiskey one night, a couple of months after the horror of the war, when the world seemed bright and filled with endless possibilities. [It’s Hermione, of course it’s Hermione, who postulates that Harry’s inability to master occlumency may be a side-effect of the horcrux he’s carried most of his life. One thing he isn’t, has never been and - so far as Snape’s judgement can be trusted - never will be is a master of the mind arts. The Boy-Who-Lived, the Man-Who-Conquered, the savior, the rising Dark Lord, the monster, the cheat. He’s gasping for air now, blinking rapidly against the tears in his eyes and the maester is kneeling down by his side, still talking maybe, worried brown eyes on Harry and he needs to.
#Elyana glass update#
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