[This place is... strange. Unearthly. Like the Heavens themselves and the way they perpetually shift and change with little rhyme or reason, there's something intrinsically wrong about this place that she just can't shake. Like it's something that's not supposed to exist.
Still, she stares, at the gears hanging in the air, at the rocky crags looming in the distance, at the endless, unlimited swords standing sentinel over a world of nothing. At least until the smoke makes her cough, alerting the other to her presence.]
I... I am not entirely certain. [She answers, and coughs again, but this time, a gentle, barely there breeze forms from nothing around her, clearing the air enough so she might speak unhindered.] What is this place?
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Still, she stares, at the gears hanging in the air, at the rocky crags looming in the distance, at the endless, unlimited swords standing sentinel over a world of nothing. At least until the smoke makes her cough, alerting the other to her presence.]
I... I am not entirely certain. [She answers, and coughs again, but this time, a gentle, barely there breeze forms from nothing around her, clearing the air enough so she might speak unhindered.] What is this place?