cutting across. the artifact vibrates, eager, wanting, drawing them near, nearer, the very shadows almost stretching teeth and claw toward her. pulse thrumming, imani misses a new presence entirely——@boundtolight.
endless darkness. then— let there be light. came sudden, jarring, far too bright for this void: a lone, glowing slash of yellow against black. alien, like a sun misplaced. falling from it, no other than ₊
practically 𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 of magic. the particular high lasts, rather optimistically, a few good moments. that’s when those horrible sounds begin. distant, rolling through the infinite spaces, deep leviathan roars ₊