I'm not- I... [it's a dream, Soren. It's all a dream.
Breath, right?
His hands shake before he closes his palm, the light dimming to something more reasonable, less a beam and something more ambient in the space.
Okay. That's. Something. Some kind of control. He'll take what he can get about now.
His vision snaps back up to Viren. He'd thought that shape was a crown, but it's... horns. Dragon horns? And scales across his face, his ears... pointed.]
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Breath, right?
His hands shake before he closes his palm, the light dimming to something more reasonable, less a beam and something more ambient in the space.
Okay. That's. Something. Some kind of control. He'll take what he can get about now.
His vision snaps back up to Viren. He'd thought that shape was a crown, but it's... horns. Dragon horns? And scales across his face, his ears... pointed.]
... what about you? What are you?