A wizard is not the one who commands magic, but the one who understands the silence between thoughts. He walks wrapped in robes woven not from fabric, but from time itself, and within his eyes lives a universe that seeks not answers, but understanding. He speaks with the voice of those who have lived a thousand lives, reminding us that true power lies not in changing the world, but in changing oneself. His spells are not sparks or lightning — they are choices, transformations, sacrifices, and awakenings. For those who grasp truth know that the greatest act of magic is learning to see the invisible hidden within the ordinary.