Belle meditates her way into her sphere of rosevines.
She noticed the flowers, and the prickles, but she hasn't paid a lot of attention to the vines. But they're nearly as interesting as the blossoms, on inspection. There are - sections. While some vines from each section cross into each adjacent section, it turns out that each vine forms a complete circle with itself if she follows it patiently enough, and most of them do this over a small enough area of the sphere to help define regions.
And here is a bit of a gap, neatly crisscrossed vines around it, that would make a decent gate, she supposes, if it would only -
The vines move, when she considers it. The gap widens.
She's not sure how big it's supposed to be, but if she wills the spell to work, maybe something suggestive will happen...
A flower close to the gap bends its stem towards the outside of the sphere.
Belle makes the gap exactly large enough to comfortably admit that rose, and she focuses on her spell, and -
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She noticed the flowers, and the prickles, but she hasn't paid a lot of attention to the vines. But they're nearly as interesting as the blossoms, on inspection. There are - sections. While some vines from each section cross into each adjacent section, it turns out that each vine forms a complete circle with itself if she follows it patiently enough, and most of them do this over a small enough area of the sphere to help define regions.
And here is a bit of a gap, neatly crisscrossed vines around it, that would make a decent gate, she supposes, if it would only -
The vines move, when she considers it. The gap widens.
She's not sure how big it's supposed to be, but if she wills the spell to work, maybe something suggestive will happen...
A flower close to the gap bends its stem towards the outside of the sphere.
Belle makes the gap exactly large enough to comfortably admit that rose, and she focuses on her spell, and -