You swiftly craft a crude map of the cosmos in the air with your hand as you speak the words of the spell, creating glowing orrery of threads of magic that materialize out of the air. You strike a tuning fork against this construct and hold it close to the place among the planes you wish to go. You tilt the singing piece of metal, seeking the perfect note for your destination, and when it is close you encourage your companions to prepare themselves.

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