To Rowan, who was a living dimension and could see through the thin veil that separated the essence of Reality from what others perceived, what he was looking at was the bones of Eosah, but what others would see was a shimmering expanse of cerulean radiance.
Rowan took a step forward and was nearly blown back by a mysterious wind that carried the whispers of newborn stars. His Will of space was like a hungry flame that began to devour this wind, and before long, Rowan became the eye of a storm.
Closing his eyes to assimilate the whispers within the wind, Rowan began his journey of contemplation.
A mournful wail emerged from the wind around him, and Rowan did not need to open his eyes to see that within the winds swirling into his body were phantoms of massive whales that reminded him of Cloudy.
