Ambrosia’s POV
"The only limit is what your mind can make, and what it wants to," he said.
I pushed thoughts of how I had wanted to see more of the doctor than is proper deeper into the dark recesses of my mind that would hopefully never be explored.
"Dr. Braid," I said "I've decided I do want a demonstration."
"Alright, lass," he said, "And ye may call me James, if ye wish."
"Alright, James."
He produced a pocket watch from a pocket of his vest. It glinted in the rays of sun that were coming in from the window of the room, and the glare caused me to squint.
"This will be your object of concentration," said James, "Just relax and concentrate on the pocket watch,"
He moved the watch closer to my face, swinging it gently. As he brought the watch closer to my face, I felt my eyes rela
