Nahiri - Planeswalks across planet

And far away, across the world, in Bala Ged—

She concentrated— it took concentration, now— and shifted herself across her world, looking for the source of the wrongness. She felt woozy, sick. She should wait, and rest, and recover her strength. She had had enough of waiting. She had to see what was happening. She appeared in Bala Ged, in what should have been lush jungle. What stretched before her was a seemingly endless expanse of chalky gray dust— more lifeless than any desert, like the surface of a moon.

There was nothing like this on the Zendikar she still held in her head, the mental model she had painstakingly built over the years of her imprisonment.

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STONE AND BLOOD