If everyone understood, really understood the idea of subjective reality, everyone would be a Mage. Morgan took no offense from her tone, nor did his own move away from reasonable discourse. "Well, sure. You believe you exist, I believe you exist, so you exist. Same with that buried treasure. You believe it's there, so it's there. Belief defines reality."

He reached out to brush away the illusion he'd created. "I believed I could create this image by manipulating my ki, and I did. That's Magick, in its simplest form. Oversimplified form, really."