Detoxification
Sylas' gaze regained focus as those memories returned to him.
'An eye and a pinecone? Those are both ancient depictions of olden Egypt and their empire. But…'
Sylas closed his eyes and his visualization seemed to thrum with life. He returned to that day in his memories as though that very same pinboard was sitting right before him.
This time, he didn't just pull the strings horizontally, but also upward as well. Because this was only a memory and not real life, he was able to force the strings to stay in place, and suddenly, the eye and the pinecone became a very recognizable shape.
It was a bit blurry, and the edges weren't very defined considering these were the pathways inside the structure and not the structure itself… But Sylas was still certain.
It was a pyramid.
'The Mountain of Giza? Was it referring to a pyramid?'