I tried to follow the line as it bent into the earth, and I felt the stone grow denser, older, and the pressure of the world pressing down on the line, and then the line simply ended, as if the carver had decided that this was where the stroke should stop.
I gasped and pulled my perception back. The effort left me trembling, and I felt a fresh wave of pain ripple through my soul.
[Soul Integrity: 15% → 16%]
[Eldritch Perception: 11 → 14 (Initiate)]
I was a bit confused about what I was looking at, and I thought that I was looking at the stroke that dragged this mountain out of the earth. I instinctively grasped this knowledge as I looked at that line.
Is this the magic of the gods?
I opened my eyes, and the way I looked at the world was constantly changing, and a new wave of excitement made me smile as I felt another Law Shard inside me resonating.
If magic was a way to control nature, I think the filter over my vision was now gone.
∞
