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It wasn’t as green as what I had initially thought, nor was it as if my vision was blurring around the edges.
It wasn’t until I came across a sleeping mage that I realised I couldn’t feel my own body, it was as if I had been untethered and I should have been left to wander. It was incredibly disconcerting and if I had the need to breathe I would have been hyperventilating. The Fade was the only thing that I could take in and it only bolstered my confusion at the situation.
As it was, I had no need to breathe but the mage in from of me was now staring right into what I assumed to be my eyes.
“I need help.”
The voice that came out when I spoke wasn’t something I recognised, it was almost lyrical as if I were singing softly instead of speaking normally.
“What did you need help with?”
It wasn’t in my nature, even when I wasn’t this to turn away someone in need. But I wasn’t Compassion, that I knew even in that moment.
“I need to create a great piece of art.”
I couldn’t help but take in a large gulp of the Fade in an attempt at calming myself.
The mage had continued as if I had not spaced out from the conversation.
“…It is meant to hang in the grand ballroom in Halamshiral and it is to be presented to the Empress in a months time and yet I lack the creativity to complete such a grand project. But you! You would be able to help me! To see where I have been going wrong!”
The mage had gotten down onto their hands and knees, begging me to help.
“I cannot stand in the way of Creativity, it is always something that needs to be expressed.”
The mage looked up at me, tears streaming from eyes full of hope.
“Yes, I will help you.”
Creativity wasn’t one to be quashed regardless of circumstance, even when the one that they found themselves in to be the strangest one yet.