Zo sat watching the dancing flame as it flicked upon the small table as she sat curled in Seiken"s embrace upon the large, cushioned seats. A leather-bound tome was held loosely open in her grasp as her attention wandered. To any recognising the symbols, it would be clear she was studying Oneiroikinesis. She had been an Oneiroi for many years, but Seiken had been convinced that her transition had unlocked a new affinity within her. Since she lacked any talents beyond the basic manipulation, she was beginning to doubt his words. The more Zo read about the amazing feats possible by those who could manipulate dreams, the more understanding was gained into their diversity.
Zo was in no way envious, after all, her own magic had adapted during the transition, altering to tether itself to Darrie
