"You'll just have to sit in a specific place in the spell layout not doing much, like Royal did when I cast all those spells at the school."
She begins to construct a spell layout with eight points. Four wooden rooks and four metal rooks in an inner ring, each with its corresponding bishop holding a spot in the outer ring. A lot of those clear glass pebbles. Four glass bishops and four glass knights, on points between the inner and outer rings; numerous glass pebbles covering other places in the diagram. Promise is directed to sit in a particular spot between the inner and outer rings; Castle sits in the corresponding spot on the opposite side; Tea gets the center spot.
Castle begins describing a spell-narrative.
Here is a far-seeing traveller, knowledgeable and wise, with sharp senses and a keen mind. Here is an invisible landscape, its existence known to few, its features understood by fewer. But that can change. He can learn a new kind of sight.
Visions take shape around them, showing the harmonics of the room as they currently stand...
...and then flaring and warping into a spiky crystalline structure. Castle keeps talking, but frowns slightly. The structure shifts faster and faster as she speaks, blurring and warping in places. She offers a diplomatic suggestion that seeing and changing should not be the same, but the spell is having none of it; after a few more sentences she thanks the glass pieces for their help and ends the spell. The sharp-planed tangle of visible harmonics fades from the air.
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She begins to construct a spell layout with eight points. Four wooden rooks and four metal rooks in an inner ring, each with its corresponding bishop holding a spot in the outer ring. A lot of those clear glass pebbles. Four glass bishops and four glass knights, on points between the inner and outer rings; numerous glass pebbles covering other places in the diagram. Promise is directed to sit in a particular spot between the inner and outer rings; Castle sits in the corresponding spot on the opposite side; Tea gets the center spot.
Castle begins describing a spell-narrative.
Here is a far-seeing traveller, knowledgeable and wise, with sharp senses and a keen mind. Here is an invisible landscape, its existence known to few, its features understood by fewer. But that can change. He can learn a new kind of sight.
Visions take shape around them, showing the harmonics of the room as they currently stand...
...and then flaring and warping into a spiky crystalline structure. Castle keeps talking, but frowns slightly. The structure shifts faster and faster as she speaks, blurring and warping in places. She offers a diplomatic suggestion that seeing and changing should not be the same, but the spell is having none of it; after a few more sentences she thanks the glass pieces for their help and ends the spell. The sharp-planed tangle of visible harmonics fades from the air.
"Well?"