[she wastes no time, save for what she needs to compose and brace herself for the magical tax this transport takes. Cecelia closes her eyes, focusing energy on the bangle on her wrist. her familiar does likewise, and it's only a few seconds before bright light flares and flashes, bright even behind their eyelids...
...and then the sense of space dramatically shifts from the concrete enclosure to a vast, endless feeling of exposure. Cecelia naturally bristles, holding her latest breath as she opens her eyes, quickly scanning around for any obvious signs of anything amiss.
seeing none, she exhales, and her grip on Eustace's hands relaxes - though not entirely releasing him, in case he needed the physical anchor to adjust.]
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...and then the sense of space dramatically shifts from the concrete enclosure to a vast, endless feeling of exposure. Cecelia naturally bristles, holding her latest breath as she opens her eyes, quickly scanning around for any obvious signs of anything amiss.
seeing none, she exhales, and her grip on Eustace's hands relaxes - though not entirely releasing him, in case he needed the physical anchor to adjust.]
...We are here. You may open your eyes now.