Swallowed by the World

Welcome, the presence lingering in the rain-soaked earth thinks—as much as it can think—and reaches up with its hungry, spectral hands. They are like thicker tendrils of the lavender haze, drifting along the forest's floor and through the brambles. Gently—they feel wet and cold—they grasp onto your legs. You think you might hear a sigh, as it connects to your soul, and begins to feast on your divine gifts.

the Rift
life between worlds

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[ ACCEPTANCE NOTES: SOLVI ]

Magic:
Your crafting magic is devoured by the Rift.
The Rift eats your scrying magic, but leaves a shimmering raindrop marking your shoulder.
The Rift eats your healing magic.