She thought for a moment, organizing her words. "It feels... like the world has become clearer, but also noisier."
She extended her right hand, palm up, and with a slight nudge of her will.
A wisp of pale silver energy quietly gathered above her palm, slowly rotating to form a tiny vortex:
"Before, during Meditation, I could only vaguely sense the flow of Energy, like looking at a shadow at the bottom of a lake through a layer of fog. Now, the fog has thinned. Sometimes, I can even 'see' the textures and patterns of the Energy, it's like..."
"...like how I used to only see leaves caught in the wind, but now I can occasionally 'see' the subtle eddies of the wind itself."
