[ Woden looked around the room, at the records. He couldn't bestow the music, the inspiration. That was something wholly from his world. He was one of the inspired, not the one who got it. Even so, he couldn't feel it, he could only see it with the eyes, watch them. Observe from the ivory tower. ]
I can offer you that. An opportunity to see it all from a...different perspective.
[ His fingers found a display of guitar picks, and he picked one up. It glowed, when he held it, a glowing line drifted up from the point his fingers grasped it, neon green and alive, glowing. It crawled the entire surface. ]
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[ Woden looked around the room, at the records. He couldn't bestow the music, the inspiration. That was something wholly from his world. He was one of the inspired, not the one who got it. Even so, he couldn't feel it, he could only see it with the eyes, watch them. Observe from the ivory tower. ]
I can offer you that. An opportunity to see it all from a...different perspective.
[ His fingers found a display of guitar picks, and he picked one up. It glowed, when he held it, a glowing line drifted up from the point his fingers grasped it, neon green and alive, glowing. It crawled the entire surface. ]
Excitement, on top of that.