Chapter 71 - Redecorating an Unfortunate Pier
“You know what, Adelheid?”
“What?” her little sister didn’t turn to face her, watching her shadows work with the two other pens she had mysteriously acquired by now. The girl was still pouting over her lack of success with the search so far—somehow even more so than Malwine herself.
“I’ve been thinking about it more and more,” Malwine started. “I can make panels that say whatever I want… What’s stopping them from being functional, though? I wonder if I could make them functional.”
“Maybe.”
Granted, perhaps the actual four-year-old was not the best person for Malwine to be having this conversation with, but she wasn’t exactly swimming in options for such discussions. The only people she’d been even remotely honest to were the toddler before her and the annoying man she’d talk to once the next month arrived.
“What sort of Skill would you like? I want to imagine one,” she asked of her sister.
“I don’t know. But {Implicit} is lonely, with there being nothing under the <Word> thing.”
“I see,” Malwine furrowed her brows in concentration—as genuinely as she could, in any case. For someone who believed she excelled at making stuff up, she had no idea where to begin. She thought of looking through the Skills she had in <Word>, but those were lacking. Perhaps the ones under <Mind> would be better, given how they now shared {Implicit} as the Root there…
What were the <Word> Skills Matilda’s books had?
If she couldn’t have the books back, perhaps the memory would do, but recalling that was a struggle, given how she had avoided selecting any. Malwine remembered only one of them hadn’t been a passive, and it had not struck her as genuinely defensive in the slightest.
What the hell was it? Something about stars?
| [The Star] <Skill, Word, Epic> Draw all attention in a room(?) to yourself for X seconds.
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