The panda only looked at him, and its gaze came down on Noah like a hand the size of a sky!
It struck his existence, all of it at once, and pressed him back hard enough that the dream-seas rolling off him caved in on themselves and the air behind him cracked. He slid backward across the frozen dark a full mile before he stopped himself, his diamond-jade skin groaning, his crown of light flickering at its tips.
One look, and it was still chewing!
Designation: THE Warden Who Does Not Rise.|
|Empowered Hollow Night Lifeform. Keeper of the Northern Descent.|
|VERITAS: ?????. PROVENANCE: ?????. POTENTIA: ?????. PONDUS: ?????.|
|Immensity: halfway.|
The Warden Who Does Not Rise. Noah turned the name over. It had sat here since before anyone thought to write a name down. In every branch he could see where he turned back, it went on sitting here, forever, chewing its bone.
He left those branches where they lay.
Leave, young thing.|
