[He nods at the touch, letting things focus on just the single image. Holds his hands out as the sand coalesces and crystalizes between his fingers, a thin pane of green glass. In it, that weird shifting illusion of the bakery doors and fountain, shifted another way with spiderweb strands all on it.
And just like that, the winds die and the sand falls around them, leaving the air stale.]
Um. Th-that's all there was that I could see. Sorry I couldn't see more.
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And just like that, the winds die and the sand falls around them, leaving the air stale.]
Um. Th-that's all there was that I could see. Sorry I couldn't see more.