The tendrils pull back gently from his fingers to dance around and tap lightly against Wayfarer’s bare palm. Then they merge back into one, and sink into their source, leaving just the mysteriously placid wall/door in front of him.

He lifts his palm to his lips, cups it around his mouth, and kisses it tenderly. With that, he turns and retreats back up the silent passageway.

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