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Speaking of Wards - <span class="mu-s">RION</span>!!! You might want to get OUT of there quick. If you squint your eyes you'll see colour at the edge of your peripheral vision, a total impossibility. Human vision doesn't work like that!
It's a sure sign that you're being directly bathed in raw, uncontained POTENTIAL. The shifting winds of the Other, the storms of the Wrack! I think Dr. Bel has punched a miniature hole in the void-damn <span class="mu-s">world</span>. I mean, they say the map is not the territory, but if you make a good enough map... What's the difference really.
Try to keep ahold of yourself, Rion. If your thoughts wander your physical form might decide to do so too. Potential is dangerous stuff, it changes things. Without a hard grip on who and what you are it's insidiously lethal.
I mean, it's all well and good to dream of flying, but you'll find its a lot less charming when gravity releases its hold on you and you <span class="mu-i">fall into the sky</span>
We need Wards to contain potential, the pure stuff leaks though everything else.
Incredible, really. I think Dr. Bel's work might be at the absolute forefront of Forensic Theology. He's somehow engineered a miniature . . . map of how things might be? He might be? The changing nature of stars and distant lights? It's like an Improbable Atlas but by one man!
This is the kind of research we NEED.
Okay, so, Rion, a hand has five fingers and gravity works like /this/ and just try not to think about anything strange ...
