Kenway - The "Sense"

‘Concentrate and focus all your senses. Look past shadow and sound, deep into matter, until you see and hear a kind of shimmering.’
What was he going on about? His hand gripped my leg harder. He urged me to concentrate, to focus. His grip, in fact, his whole manner, brooked no disbelief, banishing my reluctance, my resistance …
And then – then I saw it. No, I didn’t see it. How can I explain this? I felt it – felt it with my eyes.
‘Shimmering,’ I said quietly. It was in the air around me – all around me – a more vivid version of something I had experienced before, sitting in the farmyard at home in Hatherton, late at night when, in a dream, my mind roaming free, it was as if the world had suddenly become that bit brighter and more clear. I had been able to hear things with extra clarity, see things ahead I hadn’t been able to see before, and here was the funny thing: as though there was contained within me a huge bank, a huge vault of knowledge awaiting my access, and all I needed to open it was the key.
And that was it, sitting there, with Kidd’s hand gripping my leg.
It was as though I had found the key.
I knew why I’d felt different all those years ago.
‘You understand?’ hissed Kidd.
‘I think so. I’ve seen its like before. Glowing, like moonlight on the ocean. It’s like using every sense at once to see sounds and hear shapes. Quite a combination.’
‘Every man and woman on earth has in them a kind of intuition hidden away,’ Kidd was saying as I gazed about myself, like a man suddenly transported to another world. A blind man who could suddenly see.
‘I’ve had this sense most of my life,’ I told him, ‘only I thought it related in some way to my dreaming, or the like.’
‘Most never find it,’ said Kidd, ‘others it takes years to tease out. But for a rare few it comes as natural as breathing. What you feel is the light of life. Of living things past and present. The residue of vitality come and gone. Practice. Intuition. Any man’s senses can be tuned well past what he is born with. If he tries.’

Assassin’s Creed Black Flag, Chapter 35