"I just want you to take a deep breath. Here, this might help." Merlin let a glowing orb rise from his palm, that grew larger for a few beats, and then smaller for a few beats, creating a slow, calming rhythm to breathe by. "Breathe with me. In.... out.... in.... out.... keep going.... now watch it, and listen.
"Prophesy is an art. It is heavily influenced by your interpretation. An image you see might be leading you in one direction, only to send you in another. Visions might be from the past, the present, or the future, and you will have to discern which is which on your own. You will need to know what symbols mean, what colours mean, what sounds mean. There is a pattern, I promise you, but only you can find your own. Divination is a tool to help you focus: your f- Apollo uses augury for example. I prefer scrying. You may wish to experiment to find your own. You need to trust yourself and let the vision lead you where it will. So breathe."
He kept his voice low and sonorous as he spoke, relaxing and calm, and watched Rosario closely. He could see her brow knotting, imagining how much she wanted to demand answers and straighten out facts, and how frustrating not getting what she wanted must be, but she was never going to learn how to do this if she kept fighting it.