"Well if you take a look at the trees and the flowers, they aren't actually real. They're made of metal and glass and silk. It's the strangest thing. Well actually not the strangest thing--the domes overhead are strange, and the people are too," Neirenn explained. "Just pull off some glass leaves if you need to buy anything."

She moved closer, looking over Lei'ella's arm as the elf began fiddling around with the journal device. It had taken Neirenn some time before she had figured out how to use it as well--its inner workings were still a mystery to her. She'd thought about finding some tools to take it apart, but the sudden veil of dark magic over the city had distracted her from that.

"I've been here for about a week, I think," she said. "I've been trying to keep track of the nights to figure out how long time is passing since the dark magic, but it's a little difficult."