decompression dreams. flipping through pages and pages of hand drawn worlds, all of them circles identical in size, but filled with different faded colors and annotated in fancy script on aged paper. learning their magic names and properties (that one is for grandparents and strawberries), combining salutations and breathwork to jump in and out of dimensions. building an army of peace to search out Chief Shabbona. the world, itself, is an atheist.