[Waver misses the smile, misses the change in atmosphere. He is too busy rubbing his hand against the grass and feeling the transition from the real ground to the stuff of magic. He hmphs, like that's been satisfied, and then straightens up.]
I wonder how much control can be exuded over the scenery changes here, and if that knowledge means reality will always poke through. It's an interesting bit of magic.
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[Waver misses the smile, misses the change in atmosphere. He is too busy rubbing his hand against the grass and feeling the transition from the real ground to the stuff of magic. He hmphs, like that's been satisfied, and then straightens up.]
I wonder how much control can be exuded over the scenery changes here, and if that knowledge means reality will always poke through. It's an interesting bit of magic.