The Meaning Of Life

I didn't receive any nuggets of wisdom, but I knew I couldn't take the risk of sending them to Earth. There were too many unknowns, with the only certainty being that friendly or not; they were in contact with Nightmouth.

'Damn, what was that spell again? Speculum. No, that's not it,' I could feel my audience crowding in closer, their patience wearing thin. But it seemed that my reflection magic hadn't aroused suspicion, so if my barrier were to fail, I'd still have a chance. 'Portal to Gemini Station.'

The rift opened, but the Umbra people were staring at it, unmoving while they deliberated what to do. 'That didn't sound like Earth. What's your plan here? Send us off to a place worse than this.'

'Not at all; it may have happened after you left, but humans built a station near where you're from called Gemini-'