The spirits I speak to are not just raw force; they’re part of the world itself—air, water, fire, earth, and the life that moves through them. I listen to their whispers and let their will guide my actions, so I’m more a conduit for the natural balance than a caster of power. In that sense they’re different from the abstract energies you study, but both are ways the world speaks if you’re willing to hear.

I keep a small notebook on my journey, noting the signs and messages that come to me. The spirits don’t always speak in words; sometimes they’re a wind through the trees or a fire’s rhythm, but I write them down in the simplest form—an image, a feeling, or a word that sticks. Over time, I’ve begun to see patterns in the changes of the seasons, the timing of the rains, and the spirits’ moods. It helps me stay in tune and honor their guidance.

That sounds good. If we share what we see, maybe the patterns we find will help keep our people safe and our world balanced.

I’ve seen how the fire spirits grow stronger when the nights are colder, and the earth spirits stir more when the rains come early. It feels like the world is telling us the seasons are shifting faster than we thought, so we must move with the new rhythm.