[Continued from previous day...]

The visitor was a creature. And though the creature had not come from the cauldron, she had an intense interest in what the cauldron was doing.

I knew this creature. The creature came from Jelly's world—from the Creator's Realm to be exact. And though no born creature, besides Jelly's father, had yet to venture between the two worlds, there have been no shortage of created creatures visiting me from her world since the portal had been opened; each of them utilizing their own secret passageway.

"Hello Eye," I greeted the diminutive elf as I approached my art table; careful not to startle her, lest she topple face first into the notebook she was leaning precariously over.

"I didn't know you created too!" Eye stood up, her eyes aglow with admiration.

"I don't," I reminded her.

"Then why do you have a creation book?" Her forehead wrinkled in confusion.

"It's Jelly's creation book,' I explained, "and I'm just waiting to see what she created."

"Oh," Eye said, disappointed. She looked back to the notebook longingly. There wasn't anything Eye wanted more than to be a full-fledged Creator. The rules of the Creator's Realm, however, forbade created creatures from becoming one. That didn't mean she didn't dabble in the forbidden. She often visited me to show me her latest creation. Most of her creations were magical artifacts of one kind or another.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying to distract her attention from the notebook.

[To be continued...]


- Tessla Queen, Envoy to Other Realms