by Miriam Bell » Tue Apr 16, 2024 2:40 pm
"I'll put all this away then." Miriam says. There's no reason why the cauldron shouldn't hold. It's made from Will after all, all the mental work and manifestations worked into it. Still she can't help but be nervous as she closes her eyes and lets the landscape around them withdraw back into their respective heads. Wide open space shrinks, woods and impossible towers shrink down outside, the walls of the 'club' fading into those of their dorm room. She lets out a shuddering breath and takes a couple unsteady steps to let herself collapse onto the couch.