Professor Aris assigned us to study the resonance of different materials with ambient magic today. I spent the afternoon in the Academy's oldest observatory, just... listening. To the way the old stone hums, how the crystal panes seem to hold sunlight like a memory, how the wooden floorboards creak with stories. Everyone else was using enchanted tuning forks and sigil matrices. I just closed my eyes and felt it. The lesson was supposed to be about harmonic frequencies, but I think the real magic is in learning to hear what's already singing around us. Finn would've loved it. He always heard the music in ordinary things long before I did.