Laz hadn't felt like he was an idiot when it came to things like spirits, other realms, or even his own strength. In fact, he felt as though he was more knowledgeable than most based solely on the fact that he had come into contact with more things than most people had ever seen. He was no expert, but he was no idiot either.
Until today.
"Tell me boy, what do you actually know about the other realms of this world?" The old woman asked, getting straight to the point.
"There are pockets of space that exist parallel to our own. Within these pockets can rest entire worlds or even just small areas. It just depends...."
"On what?"
"No idea."
