MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
As water lapped in and out of the shallows, a spot of blue gleamed; it shone even brighter in Comet's senses, cast out across Eridanus. The object stood stark against the ambient buzz of latent magic—it was certainly something living.
If the canine made her way closer, the speck would grow more and more definite: a polished round of blue kyanite. It was settled among the shore's pebbles, rolling gently with the timid waves. Despite the constant movement, spots of algae had had the chance to permeate its surface and cling to it.
Were Comet to reach down to grasp it, she might find that the Eyes were no longer icy cold. If anything, the water and the stone were both lukewarm.
This stone is a guaranteed revival and will not break upon attempt. The resulting hybrid will be drawn by myself.
@Comet