The Legend of William Oh - Chapter 180: Burning Ants

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Why do you keep folding it over and over?William Oh, 12 years oldEven after the dough is mixed there’s still little pockets of resistance in there. Folding it over…and…over ensures that any little clumps get broken up and that your enemies…don’t…escape.Muse, 16 years oldWait, what? Will’s eyes blinked open.That was a weird dream, Will thought, groaning as he sat up and rubbed the sand out of his eyes. Sometimes dreams were almost plausible and subtly lingered as memories that he was sure were real until he shone the light of critical thinking on them.This might’ve become one if it hadn’t surprised him awake.Anna, the one responsible for the dream, was already long-gone, bustling around the caravan, keeping the whole thing running.Phantom Eye128 Charges Remaining.Thank the gods.There was something to be thankful for: the Uru Drake Eye passive specifically mentioned the ‘naked’ eye. It seemed to mean Will’s natural, unaided vision.Phantom eye was not natural. And thank the gods it didn’t get the same treatment as Will’s natural eyes. In the future maybe he would feel the other way, but for right now, this was a very good thing.Although, I wonder if looking through a spyglass would bypass my ‘naked’ eye, and allow me to see. Lenses?Something to think on.No Climbers actually wore lenses, given how few of them had vision problems, and how cheap it was to pay the church of Andover to correct vision.You might see some on a poor old scribe, but certainly not in The Tower.I might be able to get a pair made in Akul…wait a second.Will pinched the air in front of his eye and made a lens.…Didn’t do anything.Well, (...)