"What is he building?" Wen stood next to her grandfather as they looked at what had once been a simple 3 storey building that was now an amorphous shape in many places. Straight and simple corners were now curves of jade.
Windows had become places where fumes were sent skyward by metal pipes and what had been walls were now a mixture of cylinders, crystal nodes, and generally glowing sigils making up engravings of a weaving.
It had only taken a little under 2 years for the True Lord to be seen as a bit eccentric to completely beyond anyone's comprehension. The only person laughing happily was Hope who was now looking much more like a young woman than a girl.
Still, she acted far younger as she had only been alive just under 2 decades.
Her progress was stunning when that little fact was learned.
