>Try to picture an aqueduct over the chasm, and will it to form.
>Should this not happen, would our landmass suffice as an aqueduct?
> The thoughtstreams below warp and bend, forming whirlpools and eddies as land begins to form and rise all around.
> Pillars and outcroppings surge out of the cliff wall with deafening force, bit by bit forming a great bridge towards the distant land.
> As the waters flow along their new route, so does your bastion sail along them, just behind the leading edge of the forming bridge.
> And, with a finality that rattles the world, your bastion settles on the far end, serving as the last connection for the thoughtstreams to rush into the scorched land...
> ...
> ...
> Akyu is lightly shaken awake by Koishi, who is doing her best to hide her emotions. Her feeling of relief is palpable, for, just minutes ago, she was convinced that she had all but destroyed her traveling companion's mind.> The sense of pressure inside the cabin has vanished, replaced by a wondrous feeling of contentment.
> Satori and Utsuho sit together in a tight embrace.
> The silence in the cabin is only interrupted by the occasional sob from either of the two.
