Practice Practice Practice

[Akirapryde]

Duncan took note of the surroundings and realized that time had stopped. He turned and felt as if an entity moved around him. It was strange, because he never noticed Lysire’s movements before. Something was different.


"Did you imagine that commanding the very fabric of the universe would come if only you practiced," Lysire said.

She appeared in her soft white common gown with a red hooded cloak. While the hood was pulled up, it didn’t conceal her face. There was something off about her. She appeared almost tired, or spent.