[Richie does his best to focus. It's difficult, with so much sight and sound that he doesn't understand filtering in at all times. He shuts his eyes tight, trying to force a physical push of the distractions. That doesn't help. Instead he lets go, allows himself to fall and drift, succumb to the craving of releasing himself from gravity. That's when his surroundings begin to darken. It's not perfect, he can still see gray outlines amid the black, but it's better than Richie had expected.
He sees a light. Ushahin is right, it's quick, only staying in one place for a moment before flitting away. Richie strains to catch it, but it's he's too slow. Again a light blinks into existence and again it vanishes before he can comprehend the thought.]
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He sees a light. Ushahin is right, it's quick, only staying in one place for a moment before flitting away. Richie strains to catch it, but it's he's too slow. Again a light blinks into existence and again it vanishes before he can comprehend the thought.]
I can do this. It's just fast.