See through, see far.

"A gift..." Lucas was not even aware of the fact that he had uttered the words as he diverted his course and headed for the Woodlands. He had been wandering as was his nature, when the call came. His feet needed no prompting and his body all but thrummed with the desire to join the Voice, as though he were a magnet attracted do her opposing pole. Once he would have railed against being controlled so, but he had long learned better than to try and resist this particular goddess. And so he arrived, compliant and thoroughly content, to stand among his brothers and sisters and await further information. LUCAS making work for idle hands