Travel between shards - between worlds, as you put it - is possible. So really, I'm not surprised you can't feel your own anymore. Not with the whole of the rift standing between it and us.
[It would explain the difference in how the world sounds too, though he wouldn't have called the First loud. Not with most of its aether trending towards Light. Towards stagnation, as it should be.
(He is, perhaps, more used to tuning out the calls of the trees, but still. That alone isn't enough to hold a candle to anything he remembers.)
He's about to open his mouth to start explaining more about the shards, about the name he and his (and those scattered others who have been privileged enough to cross the rift) describe this one by when she speaks again. And that... that catches his interest. Those gifted with the ability to see aether, to feel the Lifestream itself... those are vanishingly few. Fewer still, for her to be considering herself to be something other than a mere mortal, and something in him twinges, even as the rest of his mind starts putting together the pieces of what shard she belongs to. Aches for the possibility that someone might remember, that someone might understand, even though he knows its all but an impossibility. None of the sundered he's ever spoken to have truly remembered Amaurot, much though he might wish otherwise.]
Fools!
[The word is all but snapped out, a show of anger quite unlike the casual patience he'd shown before. It lingers, too, coloring his words when he next speaks, though they come out more tense and annoyed than anything.]
The ability to see into the Lifestream is not something that can merely be granted. Nor can it be so easily transferred from one to another. And for what good? To pull the aether away from the very world would be to destroy it. To invite ruin, not some ill-begotten riches.
[A pause, and he almost visibly collects himself, taking a moment to pull back nearer to how he'd presented himself before letting his emotions get the better of him.]
Needless to say, I don't think very much of these scientists of yours. Hardly even worthy of the position, I should think.
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[It would explain the difference in how the world sounds too, though he wouldn't have called the First loud. Not with most of its aether trending towards Light. Towards stagnation, as it should be.
(He is, perhaps, more used to tuning out the calls of the trees, but still. That alone isn't enough to hold a candle to anything he remembers.)
He's about to open his mouth to start explaining more about the shards, about the name he and his (and those scattered others who have been privileged enough to cross the rift) describe this one by when she speaks again. And that... that catches his interest. Those gifted with the ability to see aether, to feel the Lifestream itself... those are vanishingly few. Fewer still, for her to be considering herself to be something other than a mere mortal, and something in him twinges, even as the rest of his mind starts putting together the pieces of what shard she belongs to. Aches for the possibility that someone might remember, that someone might understand, even though he knows its all but an impossibility. None of the sundered he's ever spoken to have truly remembered Amaurot, much though he might wish otherwise.]
Fools!
[The word is all but snapped out, a show of anger quite unlike the casual patience he'd shown before. It lingers, too, coloring his words when he next speaks, though they come out more tense and annoyed than anything.]
The ability to see into the Lifestream is not something that can merely be granted. Nor can it be so easily transferred from one to another. And for what good? To pull the aether away from the very world would be to destroy it. To invite ruin, not some ill-begotten riches.
[A pause, and he almost visibly collects himself, taking a moment to pull back nearer to how he'd presented himself before letting his emotions get the better of him.]
Needless to say, I don't think very much of these scientists of yours. Hardly even worthy of the position, I should think.