Ah, [ she presses her lips together—there has been a miscommunication, here. ]

I don't mean aberrant as in... morally repugnant, or reprehensible in any way, [ although that debate may be worth having too, considering the unfortunate bent of enchantment magic in general, ] but instead...

[ ness rolls the pen between her hands, squinting softly, a delicate crinkle between her brows. ]

There is a plane of existence known to my world as the Far Realm. It's a place of madness, by all accounts, where many layers of reality blend together. From that Realm come Aberrations, creatures that don't fit in the natural order. Creatures inexplicable by the laws of man or gods.

[ she looks up to catch stephen's eye and spreads her fingers; see what she means now? ]

Mindflayers are one such creature. And now, touched by their magic as I am...