"This place feels nostalgic for some reason." Nagan darted his gaze around like a hunting swallow, hunting for truths and sights of beautiful starlights, sparkling, linking itself onto bigger and metamorphic things. "Ethereal, surreal, and maybe incredibly cathartic? I guess this place possesses a different fundamental concept of laws in itself."
Many maintain that the best conjuring illusions are the one who never discovers the trick behind. They are remarkable, certainly. More incredible though are those illusions they discover the trick behind, and come to find the trick more enchanting than the illusion itself.
"Why not try using that Void Eye of yours?" Owen jested, continuing her work as she let her husband frolic around like a curious child.
"There is little to no difference-"
