Rowan's sight zoomed toward the various streams of time around the rotating cogs and gears in his blood, and he began to follow the flow between all these chaotic streams of time. It did not take long for him to notice that there was a pattern here, it was grand, spread across a distance that could be considered infinity, but Rowan had already conquered the Supreme Circles, and this would be easy for him to decipher.
Yet he stopped himself from following this path, not because it would not lead him to the truth, but because he wanted to feel time. He was not a soulless machine that grew just by gathering data, he wanted to experience it in its entirety, he wanted to love his powers in a way he had never set out to do before and Rowan disregarded all that he knew and he allowed his senses to fall deeper into himself.
