Aegon worked continuously for the whole day, losing himself in the spirit of making something new. He was in a trance where he saw nothing but the single thing he wanted to make.
And he would stop at nothing to achieve that.
He was approaching the end of his material reserves when it hit him. A sudden euphoric feeling engulfed his mind, new ideas suddenly rushing like an endless river across his soul.
If he had been in his normal state, he would have noticed a tiny crack in his soul, which let in a stream of water. His soul quickly mended the broken parts, but the stream of water was already inside.
'Of course, why didn't I think of this sooner? It's a reflection.'
A big grin plastered on his face as he took out more than fifteen ingredients and scattered them on the table before him. That was when he noticed something amiss.
