What could not be perceived by the vast majority was always the most pristine.
Down in the mud of the lower frameworks, authority was loud. Egos clashed against each other in open displays of light and force.
Dimensions bled. Observable Existences were shattered to prove a point. Up in the terrifying depths of true Dimensionality, existence was a perfectly still lake!
To stand at the absolute summit of reality was not to shout. It was to become a ghost to everything beneath you.
In fact, there existed domains so deeply seated in the unseen layers of reality that even strong True Lifeforms and ancient Primeval Lifeforms could not perceive them. If a Cenozoic or Mesozoic master somehow managed to fly through the coordinates of such a place, they would see only empty space and silent dark.
THE Concord of a Thousand Origins was exactly one of these places.
It was a vast, staggering architecture that defied every natural law of existence!
