Chrys' eyes went wide when the illusion of the tundra appeared around them. She stared at the image, amazement and childlike wonder clearly visible on her face and tangible in the bond. What caught her interest most was not the pyres, though she did look at them too, but the tundra itself. A similar reaction followed upon the change to an image of the Greatwood.
That's amazing! she exclaimed once she had taken in the new images. I've never seen these places before. And she doubted that she would see them in the near future. I can't really swim all around Caido to take a look at the Greatwood, for example. The words were accompanied by a mental shrug.
Returning to the original topic, Chrys was no less enthusiastic. I like that the dead give something back to the people or their surroundings. We do that too. They are wrapped in seaweed, brought outside of the city, and left there so that predators can feed on them. With the notion being entirely normal to her, she didn't realize that it may seem different to someone who wasn't used to their customs.
That's amazing! she exclaimed once she had taken in the new images. I've never seen these places before. And she doubted that she would see them in the near future. I can't really swim all around Caido to take a look at the Greatwood, for example. The words were accompanied by a mental shrug.
Returning to the original topic, Chrys was no less enthusiastic. I like that the dead give something back to the people or their surroundings. We do that too. They are wrapped in seaweed, brought outside of the city, and left there so that predators can feed on them. With the notion being entirely normal to her, she didn't realize that it may seem different to someone who wasn't used to their customs.
Chrys
