Owen
He opened the scrolls one at a time and read them through to piece the tale of betrayal together. There were many overlaid interactions, and he turned to Alwina. “Would you mind putting it in one scroll in the order it all happened, so I don’t have to change scrolls and go back and forth between them to lay it all out.”
“Hmm…” she seemed to think about it for a full minute. “Like a story to be woven in full?”
“Yes, if you will,” he asked,
“Alright,” she stated, and he watched a new scroll just appear out of nowhere in her hand, and it unrolled a little and her eyes changed color, kind of flickered between black and white and then the scroll shifted in her had appeared to be unrolling down over her hand and yet rolling up at the other end of it at the same time.
Constantly in moti
