by Miranda Weaver » Fri Dec 05, 2014 3:25 pm
Miranda pulled a small sketchbook out of her bag along with a pencil and flipped it open to a blank page. She started sketching rapidly, staring into the space between books, which apparently had some bearing on the vision as she sketched them into it. The shape the image took on was that of a long tunnel of books with an indistinct, almost ghostly figure hovering at the far end of it. The figure was reaching towards the viewer as though they were asking for help. After a moment, the pencil slowed down and Miranda shook her head. "Sorry... Goddess, that was... Whew. Better now."