I sat on that ground cross-legged for two days. It was easy. I did not even move. After I spent months in darkness, I could sit under this weird sky for years and enjoy every moment of it.
Usually I should be able to tell my age from my status screen, but with this seal I could not. Still, I was a few days away from eighteen. Ah, how the years go by when you are being brutally killed over and over again.
Weirdly, I was at peace at that moment, staring at the sky as the weight of the compass ground against my soul.
Of course it hurt the entire time, but pain was becoming more of a suggestion to me, and I could focus on other things and bury it. My soul made me more sensitive to pain, but it also gave me the capacity to endure.
It also helped that I could feel the walls of the pocket give, one finger's width at a time.
[Space Resonance: 69 → 71 (Adept)]
[Space Resonance: 71 → 73 (Adept)]
[Space Resonance: 73 → 75 (Adept)]
