Blue blinked. It was a slow, heavy blink. When the eyes opened again, they weren't the simple vector circles Elias had drawn. They were expressive, tired, filled with a terrifying sort of sentience.
Elias stood up. He felt lighter. He looked at his timeline, which was now the horizon line. He felt the "Delayed Intent" running through his own veins. He thought about moving, and a split second later, his body glided forward with impossible smoothness. zaz animation
It looked wrong. It looked jagged.