Brilliant Words

Kieran was plunged into a brilliant world that felt like a dream.

All around him lay a shimmering world of words given permanence and presence through mystical principles. Some of those words were mundane markings without much meaning; others were derived runes through which tame power could flow.

Those made up the lion's share of the marking filling this brilliant dreamscape, but there was substantially more. 

While far fewer, these other characters and symbols were superior and blazed with greater presence. They bore so much Significance that they eclipsed the meaningless markings and evoked something profound in Kieran.

It tickled his mind in a way that he deemed a guilty pleasure.

'Oh, that tickles…'

Kieran trembled as that impassive shade dissipated from his eyes. The mystical had mystified him. But he remained wary of the Flame's movements with a fraction of his attention.