Aetherion Academia #1: Shadows of Rebirth
By midnight, the central device was ready.
I held it in my hands - the phone, the interface, the particular bridge between my modern knowledge and this world's magic. The casing was violet crystal, grown rather than carved, the particular structure of something that had formed around intention rather than being shaped by force.
"Power it," Aurel said.
I pressed my thumb to the screen.
The crystal warmed. The runes embedded in the casing lit, not with the blue of standard magic or the white of standard technology, but with violet - my frequency, my signature, the particular color of someone who'd died and returned with something extra.
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