Mara sat cross-legged at the head of her bed, staring down at the duplicate Chronicle of Creation. She wondered if it was possible for this copy to be used to display the three-dimensional sphere that represented a map of the realms. It seemed odd that it would be as simple as that, even if Ping persisted on saying that the copper medallion had no power, that the ability to see and cross between realms came from a progenitor, not this ornate thingamabob.
She had hoped her mother would be willing to sit down with her and meditate, help Mara focus enough to see if she could actually conjure up the big blue bubble. However, Diana wanted nothing to do with the device, which was not surprising, considering her last interaction with it had led to her body being taken over by her counterpart fro
