The Lemniscate

Lady Xyza, The One True Spell, floats in the air here. The weave is all around you here, visible to your eyes as infinite miniscule threads of energy intertwining with each other forming complex patterns. In the center a large lemniscate hovers, occasionally pulsing with white power. Lady Xyza attends to the weave occasionally, out of habit more than anything. Mostly she looks down upon her children and smiles. They've all come home. Her work complete, she beams with pride upon what she has wrought.

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Lady Xyza, The One True Spell is here.