The Spyglass: Unraveling Artistic Marvels in Theater and Gaming

While exploring the Library stumbled upon a string of discoveries. First, we found the Book of Findings. Questions had been written in the margins, and as we answered them aloud “blue vials, crystal bottles, hollow trees” stories scrolled out on the page. Second, we found a Spyglass made of brass and walnut hidden behind a collection of dusty maps. It doesn’t magnify the world like an ordinary telescope, but instead jumbles the world like an erratic kaleidoscope. But today, under a soft full moon, we looked at the night sky and saw threads like fissures. We focused on one of them.

The Spyglass

 A young woman with an unusual grasp of composition and color began sketching a pattern in her notebook that she could not see in her head, but could feel in her hand, and if she had been asked to describe it she would have been unable to find the words.

The colors of the sketch bled seamlessly between one another and subtle vibrations of sensation could be recognized in the weight of the lines.  Anyone who saw the page in her notebook could never recall it well enough to describe it much less copy it.

In time, after many twists and configurations in the story, it would become known as the first diagram for measuring imagination.