She pulled at the rest of the illusion, allowing the magic to dissipate back into the wild. The room shifted as the image that was much more Earth like disappeared. It was still a small room – however it became much more apparent that it was more of a hut rather than an apartment. The furniture had taken on its more natural and wild look – similar in style to the chair.

“We are on the outskirts of a small village called Clearwater in the land of Fire. To be less specific, we are on the planet Aurion. And the only way to get back to your home would be to find one of the rifts – one that connects Aurion to your planet… Earth, right?” She wondered if it was best to be upfront. She had tried to keep everything a secret from him. And because of that he was angry with her – which was understandable. “As to how to get you home, I’m not entirely sure. These rifts are rather unstable, and the one I took to get back is surely gone by now.”

She watched him. Not only for his reaction, but to see if was the magic doing anything to him. “How are you feeling?” It was her theory that by stringing the magic together, it would not try to overpower and destroy the human. But now the illusion was gone, and the magic was free to do what it wished – wild and uncontrolled.