[In the dream, the actual star graveyard has merged with its guardian's sadistic tendencies. It's unlikely anything of healing or good will be found here. It's also highly unlikely anyone would be found here.]
How did you arrive here? How did you come this far?
[Dimly - it's so hard to think - she remembers he isn't precisely a normal human, not by her world's standards: he's a wizard. Maybe that's how.
There's nothing to stop Harry from looking around, despite Mercury's lack of answer. The closest displays hold the names of planets Harry would recognize as his own solar system. The fog stays thick enough to hide what might be beyond them; but in this graveyard at the end of the world, now that he's here, there may be other markers he'll recognize.
There may also be something to help them after all. Introducing something new can begin to break down a closed system.]
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How did you arrive here? How did you come this far?
[Dimly - it's so hard to think - she remembers he isn't precisely a normal human, not by her world's standards: he's a wizard. Maybe that's how.
There's nothing to stop Harry from looking around, despite Mercury's lack of answer. The closest displays hold the names of planets Harry would recognize as his own solar system. The fog stays thick enough to hide what might be beyond them; but in this graveyard at the end of the world, now that he's here, there may be other markers he'll recognize.
There may also be something to help them after all. Introducing something new can begin to break down a closed system.]