[Their chest feels warm, and their body seems to be lighter than usual. The lightness is Rawne’s, they think. A sense of disconnect accompanies it, the same way it would feel if they were in the Rift.
The warmth is theirs. Their emptiness hovers behind it, but the warmth belongs to them. They glance at the bracelet. Connected.]
::Your figurines seem harmless, at least, and possibly less revealing than others.:: [A lot of the objects are more metaphorical than literal.]
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[Their chest feels warm, and their body seems to be lighter than usual. The lightness is Rawne’s, they think. A sense of disconnect accompanies it, the same way it would feel if they were in the Rift.
The warmth is theirs. Their emptiness hovers behind it, but the warmth belongs to them. They glance at the bracelet. Connected.]
::Your figurines seem harmless, at least, and possibly less revealing than others.:: [A lot of the objects are more metaphorical than literal.]