The endless waste
Once, this planet teemed with life. It doesn't do that, anymore. The ground is dry and cracked and occasionally broken up by charred remains of trees. There are no birds, no bugs, no living plants - nothing but an empty, endless waste.
With one exception.
But the world is so very big, and the exception so very small. If someone showed up away from it, they could be quite forgiven for thinking this world is completely dead.
with Sable (Kappa)
with Aisilian (Link)
with Grendyne (Rockeye)
with Temple (Curiousdiscoverer)
With one exception.
But the world is so very big, and the exception so very small. If someone showed up away from it, they could be quite forgiven for thinking this world is completely dead.
with Sable (Kappa)
with Aisilian (Link)
with Grendyne (Rockeye)
with Temple (Curiousdiscoverer)
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"We can't do that. If you die, you're gone for good as far as we know. Some people say there's an afterlife called Heaven, a bit like you're describing the dreamworld, but we can't prove it either way. You're damn lucky you have a dream world."
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Saevetei swallows.
That's a lot of dead people that are gone, isn't that.
"Do you want me to try to connect you to the dream world?" she asks softly.
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Her host hums, figures out where the bed will go (and where Grendyne would like it to be) and then drinks the entire essence potion. She holds the netted copper thing in her left hand, and holds her right hand forward and -
Light traces its way up out of the floor, making what looks to be a bed frame, or an outline of it. It looks almost like a sketch in the world, shining and three dimensional and slowly gaining detail. The holes between lines fill in with white, and the whole thing fades a bit - shadows can form on its surface, showing the little nooks and crannies inherent in the bed. When the bed is whole, color starts bleeding into it, spreading like drops of ink in water on paper from the bottom up. The end result looks more like watercolor than an object - but the colors solidify and saturate and slowly arrange themselves to something more orderly and accurate.
And then it does look perfect, like a completely ordinary bed, with soft green sheets and a comfortable looking pillow. Saevetei lowers her hand.
"Done."
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She wakes up some ten hours later, or when Saevetei next enters the room.
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There are no immediate emergencies or Neuroi to fight.
What would Grendyne like to do?
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Soon she goes downstairs and finds her host. "Do you think I could get your language? Failing that, I want to try to use an essence pattern."
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"I can, yeah. It'll take me a bit, I'd need to make a new poppet, I don't have any more spares. Interested in reading? Essence weave's easy actually, you can try to make breakfast with one."
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She lists the available breakfast options. Mostly it's a lot of non-animal product options, but she apparently went through the trouble of getting a scrambled egg weave set up. She's also got some options for dairy if Grendyne wants it, both non-animal dairy alternative and straight from a non-existent goat dairy. The goat option is more difficult, she notes.
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"Should I demonstrate again, or verbally instruct? Or both? I can do both."
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She stares at the net thing intently. Her first few tries are not essency enough.
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Now that it's in this essency form, it seems pretty obvious how to change the essence into other things, though not immediately obvious what to change the essence into. But that is what the essence weave is for. It is - very much like following a blueprint. Make this essence into this essence type that lacks a name but feels sort of like Opera's power. Twist this essence into this thing with this other thing. Do this. Do that. Add this. All of the effort comes from her, and while it's easier to just follow the given pattern, it's possible to deviate from it - though, without knowledge of what does what, this is probably not recommended. It is not so obvious as 'this part here is responsible for the cinnamon present' - everything is in weird flavors of essence.
This process also makes it obvious how to make things without an essence weave - it is definitely possible, but also very very hard - she'd have to do all of this without the blueprint. But given practice and effort and memorization...
One can create breakfast. Like so. Breakfast!
"Nicely done," says Saevetei.
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The breakfast was kind enough to come on a plate, but Saevetei fetches more plates and utensils and shows Grendyne to a hastily refurbished work desk that is now moonlighting as a place to eat, complete with sheepishly mismatching chairs. Food!
(It is good food.)
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"Are there names for all those different sorts of essence that the weave turned it into?"
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