In the void of in between. The God of wish, structure, and entropy; Wes contemplated on a problem. "how..." the God muses and slowly rotate in the immaterial void.

  He then stretch her hand and from nowhere it plucked a pebble, No smaller than a coin in his palm. She looked at it and smiled like a predator, No, it's more like mischief? maybe glee and pain, or all of them at once?

  "yes." It announced to no one in particular. "This will do nicely." And with the stone on their palm he made a swirl of an action "Three core will be perfect" She said and with a flourish the stone vibrates. another of it's hand then plucked a variety of things from the nowhere and cluttered the void.

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  "A piece of wishing stone." He said and the stone lit up with blue light. "A shard of dream." She added and the stone vibrated an amethyst hue. "A clast of space." It finished and the stone swirled with black light. He stopped all motions as she beheld the pebble and was satisfied with the core. "And it'll be mantled in false crag and faced with plain stone." It concluded and all light and items in the void vanished, with only the God and the stone in the void of in between.