. · ✧ sc. // isn’t it wonderful, @scriptblue?
as the sky dusks, they say the leyline streams glow hundreds of times brighter than the stars – and it takes little time for you to see it true. after all, even under the shining sun, the lines twinkle around themselves, a step towards magic furled with each passing second.
it’s much stronger than it, but in a way, it all reminds you of… home.
you kick your legs on a nearby bench, watching the moonlight scatter the mana round like snow in the night — and sometimes, you lean forward, so close from your view but yet not that you feel like you could touch the strands if the bench were any closer. there’s a flitter of wings and noise near you that quickly stops, and you, hoping they’re just as intrigued by something in this town as you are, look up towards them with stars in your eyes.
“ Isn’t this all amazing? The leylines here are so strong… You can even feel every spell from here and everything if you try hard enough! ”
