reaching out towards the view.- Everything is teeming with life.
-Ah, the youthful gaze,- said the man, freezing with one of his braids in his hand. - When a person grows old, they stop seeing the world in a simple way. They begin to filter everything through their experiences and see what they want to see.- A long sigh resembled the whistling of the wind on a mountain ridge.- That's why we need to talk to you young people. You see the world as it is.- The old man turned to the dragon, and only now did Draco notice the coat of arms on his left shoulder. Unlike the other family crests the boy knew, this one was not in the form of a shield, but an elongated triangle, above which was a silver crown and a purple ribbon with the maxim Sienta et imerius - Knowledge is power. The coat of arms featured a book and alchemical apparatus.- Ah, I wish I could see the world like that again.
-I don't think your view is wrong at all, sir,- Draco said after a moment.- It seems to me that... there is no one correct way of looking at the world. Everyone... well, everyone perceives it differently. And all of them are equally true, none is more important than the others.- The dragon stretched out his hands and slowly folded them.- Only by combining many images into one can we see the whole reality.- He became pensive as he looked at his hands.
-Interesting, very interesting.- The old man gazed thoughtfully at the cityscape.
For a moment, they contemplated the view below in silence. Draco simply reveled in the impression of seeing the cityscape from above.
-You are truly interesting, young man.- The elderly aristocrat began stroking his beard again.- You have a very mature and open view of the world. I must admit that this is rare at your age.- He chuckled under his breath.- And many adults lack this as well.
-Thank you for the compliment.- Draco bowed, hoping he had read the mage's intentions correctly.
