[ There's a small pause there. Julie tilts her head curiously, thinking over it. It has never occurred to her that the ability to see -- or lack thereof -- might make manifesting within the Horizon more difficult. Her connection to the Horizon, the Singularity, it's different from other people's. She can manipulate the Horizon's power in ways that others simply can't, even people she regards as much more knowledgeable and stronger in terms of magic. Wanda and Stephen and Kylo, they're all so masterful, but in the Horizon, they still have to form their objects and actions purposefully. With intent, concentrated thought.
But Julie doesn't.
For her, the Horizon is entwined with her very consciousness, twisting itself into solid forms before she can even have the specific idea. Like it can predict what she wants or needs, without any effort on her part. It leads her to whatever she needs to find, acts like her eyes and ears. It knows her, and she knows it. And it's nothing she can explain, but it gives her a different understanding of that magic than she suspects others have. ]
You're tryin' to force yourself to see what you want to make, right? Even though you don't know what it really looks like?
[ She wonders if there's another way. If she can teach someone else to use that magic the way she can, at least within the Horizon. She'll have to ask.
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[ There's a small pause there. Julie tilts her head curiously, thinking over it. It has never occurred to her that the ability to see -- or lack thereof -- might make manifesting within the Horizon more difficult. Her connection to the Horizon, the Singularity, it's different from other people's. She can manipulate the Horizon's power in ways that others simply can't, even people she regards as much more knowledgeable and stronger in terms of magic. Wanda and Stephen and Kylo, they're all so masterful, but in the Horizon, they still have to form their objects and actions purposefully. With intent, concentrated thought.
But Julie doesn't.
For her, the Horizon is entwined with her very consciousness, twisting itself into solid forms before she can even have the specific idea. Like it can predict what she wants or needs, without any effort on her part. It leads her to whatever she needs to find, acts like her eyes and ears. It knows her, and she knows it. And it's nothing she can explain, but it gives her a different understanding of that magic than she suspects others have. ]
You're tryin' to force yourself to see what you want to make, right? Even though you don't know what it really looks like?
[ She wonders if there's another way. If she can teach someone else to use that magic the way she can, at least within the Horizon. She'll have to ask.
A smile, one that reads in her voice. ]
What flavor muffins?