tg.stone of tears-第91部分

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he　best　of　the　Han　in　another。　Some　use　it　to　bring　out　the　best　in　themselves。　Some　use　it　to　control；　to　dominate　another。　It　can　heal　or　wound。
　
　‘Once　we　understand　how　the　gift　works　within　you；　how　you　use　it；　we　can　guide　you　through　exercises　called　forms。　The　forms　are　a　method　of　practice　that　will　help　you　learn　to　control　the　power　once　it　is　free　of　your　body。　But　for　now；　that　is　not　important。　First　you　must　learn　to　feel　the　Han　within　yourself；　before　you　can　project　it　anywhere　outside　your　body。
　
　After　you　are　able　to　touch　the　Han；　then　we　must　discover　what　it　is　you　can　do　with　it。　Every　wizard　is　different；　and　uses　Han　differently。　Some　can　use　it　only　through　the　use　of　mind；　like　wizards　who　study　the　prophecies。　The　use　of　their　Han　to　understand　prophecies　is　the　major　way　the　gift　manifests　itself　with　them。　It　is　their　unique　talent。　Some　can　only　use　their　Han　to　create　beautiful；　inspiring　objects。　Some　use　their　Han　to　create　things　invested　with　magic。　It　is　their　unique　talent；　how　they　are　able　to　express　Han。　Some　are　able　to　use　their　thoughts　to　influence　the　world　about　them；　as　I　showed　you　when　I　lifted　the　rock。　Some　can　do　other　things　with　Han。　Some　are　able　to　do　a　little　of　everything。’
　
　Her　frown　returned。　‘The　truth　is　of　the　utmost　importance　in　this；　Richard。　You　must　be　pletely　truthful　in　telling　us　how　the　Han　feels　within　you。　Lying　will　cause　grave　difficulty。’　She　relaxed　a　bit。　‘But　first；　you　must　be　able　to　call　upon　your　Han　before　we　can　discover　what　sort　of　wizard　you　are。’
　
　‘I　told　you：　I　don’t　want　to　be　a　wizard。　I　just　want　to　learn　to　control　the　gift　so　I　can　stop　the　headaches　and　get　this　collar　off　my　neck。　You　said　I　didn’t　have　to　be　a　wizard。’
　
　‘Controlling　Han；　with　the　gift；　is　what　it　means　to　be　a　wizard。　When　you　learn　to　control　it；　you　will　be　a　wizard。　That　is　the　very　essence　of　a　wizard。　But　wizard　is　only　a　word。　You　should　not　fear　a　word。　If　you　choose　not　to　use　the　gift；　that　is　your　business；　we　can’t　force　you；　but　a　wizard　you　will　be。’
　
　‘Teach　me　what　I　need　to　know；　but　I’ll　not　be　a　wizard。’
　
　‘It　is　not　something　evil；　Richard。　It　is　just　learning　to　know　yourself；　what　you　are　capable　of；　what　your　talents　are。’
　
　Richard　sighed。　Tine。　So　how　do　I　control　it？’
　
　Teaching　control　of　the　gift　is　a　process　taken　in　steps。　I　cannot　explain　it　to　you　all　at　once　because　you　would　be　unable　to　understand　steps　further　along。　Each　step　must　be　mastered　before　you　can　move　on　to　the　next。
　
　‘Before　we　can　show　you　how　to　project　the　Han　outside　yourself；　you　must　first　recognize　it；　and　then　be　able　to　touch　it；　join　with　it　within　yourself。　You　must　know　what　it　is。　You　must　be　able　to　feel　it。　You　must　be　able　to　reach；　for　it；　touch　it；　at　will。　You　understand　what　I　am　saying；　yes？’
　
　Richard　nodded。　‘A　little；　I　guess。　So　what　is　it？　How　will　I　know　it？　What　is　it　like　to　know　it；　to　touch　it？’
　
　Sister　Verna’s　eyes　became　distant；　seeming　to　go　out　of　focus。　‘You　will　know　it；’　she　whispered。　‘It　is　like　seeing　the　light　given　off　by　the　Creator。　It　is　almost　like　joining　with　Him。’
　
　Richard　watched　her　glazed　expression。　She　seemed　enthralled　by　what　she　was　seeing　within　herself。
　
　‘So　how　do　I　find　it？’　he　asked　at　last。
　
　Her　eyes　focused　on　him。　‘You　must　search　for　it；　within　yourself。’
　
　‘How？’
　
　‘You　simply　sit；　and　search　within。　You　put　all　other　thoughts　aside；　and　seek　the　quiet；　the　calm；　within　yourself。　At　first；　it　is　helpful　if　you　close　your　eyes；　breathe　slowly；　evenly；　and　let　yourself　find　the　peace　of　nothingness。　In　the　beginning；　it　helps　to　focus　on　a　single　thing；　in　order　to　exclude　all　distracting　thoughts。’
　
　‘A　single　thing？　Like　what？’
　
　She　shrugged。　‘Whatever　you　wish。　It　is　only　a　device　to　help　you　reach　the　end；　not　the　end　in　itself。　Everyone　is　different。　Some　use　a　single　word；　repeating　it　over　and　over　to　the　exclusion　of　all　else。　Some　use　a　mental　picture　of　a　simple　object；　using　it　to　bring　their　mind　into　focus。　Eventually；　after　you　learn　to　recognize　the　power；　to　touch　it　and　bee　one　with　it；　you　won’t　need　to　focus　on　a　device　first。　You　will　know　the　nature　of　Han；　and　be　able　to　reach　directly　for　it。　It　will　bee　second　nature　to　you。　I　know　it　sounds　strange　and　difficult　to　you　now；　Richard；　but　in　time　you　will　find　it　as　easy　as　it　is　for　you　to　call　forth　the　magic　of　your　sword。’
　
　Richard　had　the　uneasy　feeling　that　he　already　knew　what　she　was　talking　about。　He　could　almost　understand　what　she　was　saying。　The　words　seemed　strange；　but　they　described　something　that　was　somehow　familiar；　yet　different。
　
　‘So　you　just　wish　me　to　sit　and　close　my　eyes　and　seek　the　quiet　within？’
　
　She　nodded。　‘Yes。’　Sister　Verna　pulled　her　heavy　brown　cloak　tighter　around　her　shoulders。　‘You　may　begin。’
　
　Richard　let　out　a　breath。　‘All　right。’
　
　He　closed　his　eyes。　It　seemed　his　thoughts　were　scattering　in　all　directions　at　once。　He　tried　to　herd　them　away。　He　tried　to　think　of　a　word　or　a　picture　to　focus　on。　He　thought　of　Kahlan’s　name　before　anything　else。　He　let　it　flow　like　liquid　through　his　mind。　Kahlan。　He　rejected　the　idea。　He　hated　his　magic；　and　didn’t　want　to　associate　her　with　anything　he　hated。　Besides；　the　thought　of　her　only　brought　pain；　the　pain　of　loving　her　enough　to　give　her　what　she　wanted；　of　having　set　her　free。
　
　He　thought　of　simple　words；　simple　objects；　but　none　held　any　interest　for　him。　He　calmed　his　mind　and　relaxed　his　breathing。　He　sought　peace　within　himself；　a　calm　center；　the　way　he　had　always　done　when　he　needed　to　think　of　a　solution　to　a　problem。　In　the　quiet；　he　tried　to　think　of　an　image　he　could　use。　It　popped　into　his　mind；　almost　of　its　own　accord。
　
　The　Sword　of　Truth。
　
　It　was　already　magic；　and　therefore　he　wouldn’t　be　tainting　it。　It　was　a　simple　image。　It　seemed　to　fit　the　requirements。　It　was　settled。　It　would　be　the　Sword　of　Truth。
　
　Richard　pictured　it　floating　by　itself　on　a　field　of　black。　He　studied　the　details　he　knew　so　well：　the　polished　blade　with　the　fuller　down　its　length；　the　aggressive；　downswept　crossguards；　the　hilt　covered　in　fine；　twisted　silver　wire　with　twisted　gold　wire　woven　through　it　forming　the　raised　letters　of　the　word　Truth。
　
　As　he　pictured　it；　fixing　it　in　his　mind；　floating　on　a　black　background；　something　fought　him。　It　was　the　background；　not　the　sword。　Around　the　edge　of　the　black　was　white；　forming　the　black　into　a　square。　Richard　remembered　it　from　before。
　
　It　was　one　of　the　instructions　in　the　Book　of　Counted　Shadows；　the　book　he　had　memorized　when　he　was　a　boy。　Clear　your　mind　of　all　thought；　and　in　its　place　put　nothing　but　the　image　of　white　with　a　square　of　black　in　its　center。　It　was　part　of　the　instructions　for　removing　the　covers　from　the　boxes　of　Orden　and　using　the　magic　of　the　book。　He　had　used　that　magic　to　show　Darken　Rahl　how　to　remove　the　cover　from　a　box　to　prove　to　him　he　truly　did　know　the　book。　But　why　would　it　be　in　his　mind　now？　Just　a　random　memory　forcing　its　way　to　the　surface；　he　deci