In a private room of Supreme Lady Matilda's castle, the ladies of the Darklight Host were in the middle of complete and utter chaos.
Matilda's method of planning was to bring out every possible option side by side and see what her visions said about how those things would work together, then ask the others what they thought, to see if that would change the visions.
"What about this colour for the bridesmaids?" The ancient Chaos dragon asked.
[I like that one.] Cara commended her, but everyone else just looked confused.
"You're not holding anything that we can see." Dana informed her.
"Oh, and it's such a pretty shade. Shame that nobody can see it. Feel how smooth it is."
Dana reached out, then stopped when her fingers touched something impossibly soft, almost like silk, but it felt like it partially merged with your finger as you touched it, like running your finger through warm water.
