Far away, in the Legacy of THE Acharya of Immensity, inside a cavern of purple torches on a lone dark mountain, a sliver of Noah still sat cross-legged on a mat. He had sent the a part of himself and all of Ling down into THE Undersnow.
And now that part felt the sky come down.
Auras of Immensity pressed on the mountain from above. Several of them, heavy and foreign and moving, bearing down through the blizzard toward the Thinker's coat of burning light. The purple torches along the cavern walls leaned sideways in their brackets as though a great wind were blowing through the stone! The cavern floor hummed.
Noah looked across at the only other being in the cavern.
