I've always listened to lectures, haven't I?
Or have I been deceiving myself?
Nodding my head in agreement,
to nothing I know of.

Is this it?
The night my power awakens?
Reaches its true form and leaves me, the wielder, jaw-dropped.

It's indeed the night!

The air crackles-
not with fear, not with doubt,
but with something ancient, something mine.

A spark surges through my veins,
not borrowed, not learned,
but awakened.

Tonight, I do not just listen-
I know.