“Well, I remember there was a time I was in some variation of…Persia, I think it was…? Anyway, I had forgotten my headphones that day, and I heard… singing… a lot of people were praising a prince or something, some distance away. I found myself automatically singing along with the chorus. Even though I didn’t know the lyrics, I followed pretty well. I remember thinking to myself after that, ‘Why did I do that…? And why did I LIKE it…? “I haven’t worn headphones often since.”

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The wordsmith’s brow furrowed in concentration. Confusion and awe were the driving emotions which she was able to channel into the dust. She dunked it into the bucket once he was done and waited for the object to solidify. Once it was done, she brought it out into view. It had turned into a gold structure, a tower with a domed top.