Sah
The overall strategy seemed to work, but rainbows were clearly hard to grab. Adjusting the mirror so that it would maintain the rainbow while still freeing his hands, Sah renewed the mist. Colors flickered to life across the snow, sloping into arcs as they aligned themselves with the icy ground.
Reaching down with his free hand, the Wild Thunder attempted to gently pick up one of the rainbows. Thinking of them as existing just above the snow, he imagined scooping under them to lift them into his hand. For a brief moment, the rainbow appeared on his hand with an odd tingling sensation. "This is such a weird feeling."
Hesitantly closing his fist, Sah lifted his hand. Pausing for a moment he opened his fist, unsure of his success. Somehow a little rainbow swirled in the palm of his hand. Baffled, he grinned at Deimos with a chuckle, "Got one." Glancing at the jar he paused with a furrowed brow, "Do I pour it in? Or try to place it?"
Reaching down with his free hand, the Wild Thunder attempted to gently pick up one of the rainbows. Thinking of them as existing just above the snow, he imagined scooping under them to lift them into his hand. For a brief moment, the rainbow appeared on his hand with an odd tingling sensation. "This is such a weird feeling."
Hesitantly closing his fist, Sah lifted his hand. Pausing for a moment he opened his fist, unsure of his success. Somehow a little rainbow swirled in the palm of his hand. Baffled, he grinned at Deimos with a chuckle, "Got one." Glancing at the jar he paused with a furrowed brow, "Do I pour it in? Or try to place it?"
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
