The idea makes him uneasy, and has ever since the crewmember they'd met in the library explained the concept: hollow images of light tricking you into thinking they're real.
Too much like the Island of Dreams, mayhaps. Magic, or science -- he can't distinguish between them in cases like these, and isn't sure he should.
Thus, unease. "Projections that feel, sound, and look real --"
He shakes his head. Marian, of all people, would understand, even if he were not able to find the words to express his misgivings, but he attempts it anyway. "'Tis a strange thing to consider desirable. It sounds all too like dreams come to life, or misleading enchantments."
Both of which he has experienced, and would not care to again.
"And yet I wonder if even false sunshine and open skies would ease my mind."
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The idea makes him uneasy, and has ever since the crewmember they'd met in the library explained the concept: hollow images of light tricking you into thinking they're real.
Too much like the Island of Dreams, mayhaps. Magic, or science -- he can't distinguish between them in cases like these, and isn't sure he should.
Thus, unease. "Projections that feel, sound, and look real --"
He shakes his head. Marian, of all people, would understand, even if he were not able to find the words to express his misgivings, but he attempts it anyway. "'Tis a strange thing to consider desirable. It sounds all too like dreams come to life, or misleading enchantments."
Both of which he has experienced, and would not care to again.
"And yet I wonder if even false sunshine and open skies would ease my mind."