And finally she finds some usable instructions - in language she can read, even - about how to channel in each of the three ways. "Excellent," she says, setting about turning this book into notes.
The part on channeling through oneself is first. Belle reads it first.
To channel through oneself, the enchanter approaches his (many of these books, despite their own illustrations, seem convinced that all magic users are male) Dream-world from the inside. He must make a Dream-gate at the borders of his mind, bring power through himself from whatever source he chooses, and channel it out of the gate and into the spell.
Make a Dream-gate. Ooookay. That's helpful. Or, no, there's more detail in there. Now she just has to figure out how to connect to the Sky or the Earth or the Will or the Heart. Perhaps this book has something on that, too?
The Heart refers to emotions, her own or other people's - apparently using either the caster's emotions or the channel's is most efficient, but anyone present or connected to the spell can work. The Will is the caster's intentions, which if properly focused and sufficiently strong can power some small spells all by themselves.
That's Heart-powered.
That's all right. She can summon up strong emotions about her father if she needs them. They haven't been useful before now.
There are further explanations of how to connect to each of these power sources, starting with Will, which is apparently the easiest; the caster need only focus very hard on the desired goal, and the power will become available to send through the Dream-gate. Similarly Heart, using one's own emotions, is just a matter of keeping the emotion and the spell in focus at the same time.
Using someone else's emotions is trickier. Apparently you have to touch their mindscape. There is a separate chapter on how to do that.
She reads the instructions for the hedge-witch spell, "translating" them into her own words until she's sure she understands them all. She thinks she gets it after the Dream-gate part. She'll have to have another look at her rosevines with that in mind.
She noticed the flowers, and the prickles, but she hasn't paid a lot of attention to the vines. But they're nearly as interesting as the blossoms, on inspection. There are - sections. While some vines from each section cross into each adjacent section, it turns out that each vine forms a complete circle with itself if she follows it patiently enough, and most of them do this over a small enough area of the sphere to help define regions.
And here is a bit of a gap, neatly crisscrossed vines around it, that would make a decent gate, she supposes, if it would only -
The vines move, when she considers it. The gap widens.
She's not sure how big it's supposed to be, but if she wills the spell to work, maybe something suggestive will happen...
A flower close to the gap bends its stem towards the outside of the sphere.
Belle makes the gap exactly large enough to comfortably admit that rose, and she focuses on her spell, and -
Pushing the power out of her mind stings a little, like being slapped very lightly, but all over and not fading with time.
She doesn't have to keep it up for long, though. This spell only needs a brief jolt of power to get it going. And then Belle sees her father.
The spell's not particularly prolonged, but Belle's seen what she needed to see. She opens her eyes. "My father's okay," she said, "or, well, he's alive - but I think he's worried about me," she murmurs. Pause. "And, I did a spell!"
"I glowed? That's interesting." She nibbles her lip thoughtfully. "It hurt. Not that bad and not for that long, and I didn't have to concentrate through much of it, but - I'm not really optimistic that I'll be able to do anything big."
She starts hunting.
"Nervous?" Belle asks. "If I find something it'll have to be little for me to be willing to try it this early in my studies, little like what I just did - doesn't hurt too bad, like a light smack."
"What, then? If you're having," she gestures, "extraneous emotions it's not impossible they could throw off a spell..."
"Why's that?" No message-sending spells in this book; she grabs the next likeliest.
"Mmm." She only needs about a third of her brain to scan indices for message spells. "What bothered you about being alone, anyway?"