And there it was, breaking the pattern of rolling hills, a purple cloud erupting from the ground. As if a massive campfire had been lit. Stephan was waving his hands in a swirly motion. I couldn’t quite make out what made it repetitive, yet it somehow made sense. It’s what I had done for years. Embracing the natural flow my body wanted to move in. I could tell he was doing the exact same thing right here. Though, my movements never made this appear.

The smoke-like, I guess “Magic”, kept growing as it started reaching for the stars. It looked so powerful, though it was peaceful in its movement.

I asked myself why he took me here, why he decided to show me this. I wanted to ask, but one look at him and it was clear to me that he was in a state where he wouldn’t even hear my question.

The cloud reached for us. In a matter of seconds we were embraced in the eye of a purple, hazy storm. Once fully enveloped, Stephan raised his arms towards the sky and start swirling. Slowly but surely the cloud started moving in a counter clockwise direction. Then, suddenly, he stopped. The cloud kept its momentum and Stephan turned towards me. He layed both of his hands in mine.

“This. This right here is what I want to teach you. It will bring you so much farther in life than you would have ever expected.” He said. “Is that a promise?” I asked in return as my eyes locked in with his.

“It’s a promise.” Stephan said.

As soon as he spoke those words, I could see the purple cloud be eaten by the ground. Bringing back the backdrop of rolling hills, and bringing us back to the world of where there are more than just the two of us.