"Dulcimar?" Came the voice of Professor Jax from behind the door. But it garbled, as if Dulcimar had been listening to him from underwater. …show more content…
He did not remember knocking, but Professor Jax opened the door anyways. From what he had remembered from the very few times he had been in Jax's study, Professor Jax liked to keep the sun streaming in, and even at night, the place would be filled with candles and BLU lights. But now it was completely dark, not even cracks of sunlight reaching the room. Dulcimar shrugged more into his sweater, looking around the room curiously as Professor Jax locked the door. "Professor, it's a little dark in here." the boy mused, clearing his throat. "Your lesson today shall require minimal light, as you shall be pulling it form inside you instead, sit please, Dulcimar." the Professor said, taking his seat from behind the desk, with only the small light of several candles allowing Dulcimar to see. When he went to sit in the seat across of his Professor, the man shook his head and pat his lap, Dulcimar bit his lip and obeyed, uneasily sliding into the Professor's