CHAPTER 14“The Chronicle is a microscope? This is what your Mara found in the void? A magic microscope that helped her create this world?” Mara regretted the incredulity in her voice the moment the words left her lips.
Ping gave her an irritated look but didn’t reply immediately. He unsnapped from its brackets the tube portion of the device—currently pointed down at a turntable that featured five round holes. “To the uninitiated, I suppose it looks like a microscope, especially when it’s mounted, stabilized. And functionally it works somewhat like a microscope, but, as you can see, this device has no stage on which to place specimens or a turret of lenses with which you can adjust magnification.” He pointed to the turntable and then held up the tube. “See? Quite distinct from a microscope
