A part of me wanted to delve deeper into my gift, to find what she referred to weaving the very fabric of reality, but that could take far too long. I had thought I had reached the limits of my sight, but her words proved that wrong. There must be more to it but without the time to experiment, it was fruitless. It’s possible she was referring to something else, possibly along the lines of my Archfey promises, but I didn’t feel like mine were any more different than other Archfey. Though at the thought, my eyes did drift to Excalibur that continued to glow in the rock sheath. 