6. Meditation
Without a second's thought, Drake reached for the knob, turned it clockwise, and opened the door to Horvath's room, ready to tell the news that he found the perfect location for the Rising to be held. But as the door opened, his vision was welcomed by books, vases, the lamps, even the canopy bed, suspended in air and what seemed to be a small plasma bolt bouncing around back and forth on all four walls of the room, uncontrollably, that he had to duck when the small ball of energy hit the upper corner of the door frame.
There was Horvath standing right in the middle of the room, both hands on the tip of his cane, the blue jewel glowing, and eyes closed as though meditating. And it would seem that with such deep meditation, his powers were too much focused on the wide space of the room that the things around were somehow affected.
Drake had known this to be one of the best effective ways for a sorcerer to be more in touch with his powers - meditation. But it entirely concerns the mind of the sorcerer, so sometimes, treasured memories comes right out of the mind and becomes particles of energy. On that particular situation, Drake saw two teenagers sitting on the floor, seemingly lovers, and were very happy with each other. He recognized the boy as a teen aged Maxim Horvath, and the girl, he assumed, was probably the first girl Horvath loved. The scene must be a particular treasured memory that Horvath shared with the girl.
"Leave, Drake."
The young illusionist was startled when Horvath spoke, though it was rather in a very calm tone of voice. The memory disappeared the very moment Horvath opened his mouth.
"I'll talk to you when I get out. Now leave the room, or else."
Nodding, Drake backed out and closed the door behind him; nothing else was needed to be said.