❰ the information makes emil blink, sinking back into rules of living and being he hadn't considered for quite some time. alternatively, it also reminds him of this oddly-shaped cavity that leaves a hole inside that he feels odd about circling. this absence of self, while also still feeling...there? not so concentrated, but instead more so against all of his skin. emil brushed it away as the heebie-jeebies, maybe some mild irritation after being ground into the dirt.

having to address the absence of magic is one of the ways he hasn't ever had to describe or think about it. ❱

Is that why I feel different? My Tyr magic is gone? ❰ perhaps things have totally reversed. his cuff still dangles against his wrist, though the sheen and sense of power it once provided him is gone. ❱ They mentioned magic, but...is this what other magic feels like?

❰ something about the distinction between 'being given specific magic from a god' and 'having the potential for magic ingratiated with your core as a person' has a much wider margin than he imagined it would. ❱