Teyo stared, briefly, and then he closed his eyes. The way it looked was remarkable, but the way it felt was… he struggled to find the words. This was unlike any place he had ever been before. He felt in tune with it in an unfamiliar way. Energy thrummed gently through his bones, imparting a sense of well-being, of harmony, of happiness… of belonging. He felt soothed and calmed and energised, all at the same time. He also felt empowered, as though everything he could do — everything draykon he could do — was amplified.
Iyamar wore a similarly poleaxed look on her face, he noticed when he finally opened his eyes. Egg merely looked annoyed.
‘Special, isn’t it?’ said Mae, nodding. ‘No wonder it spawned a civil war.’
Teyo groped for some words to offer, and found none.
‘All right, you pull
