The Lonely God
He says as he opens the Jar and takes a handful of it in his hand.
“Now, see me,” He says before he closes his eyes. He throws the dirt in front of him and in the next moment, violet flames erupt out of nowhere, blinding us. I squeeze my eyes shut due to the impact and open them soon to find Isidorus gone.
“I am here,” He speaks behind us. Peniculus and I turn around to find him standing behind us and grinning like a five-year-old on Christmas.
“Wow,”
“This is traveling sand, you take a handful, close your eyes and imagine a place where you want to go and boom, you’re there!” The wheels in my head start spinning the moment he is done explaining.