The revelation hung in the mountain's hollowed depths like a bell that had just been struck, its resonance making even these ancient beings pause in their contemplations!
Duke Valen's words about THE Living Order's return had transformed the atmosphere from one of casual gathering to something far more consequential.
The blind Duke moved with deliberate grace across the crystalline floor, each tap of his cane sending ripples through the silver-white seas of Conceptual Authority that flowed beneath their feet. When he stopped before the board game, his sightless eyes somehow managed to convey the weight of his concern as he addressed both players.
"The return of THE Living Order," he said, his voice carrying the particular timbre of someone who had witnessed too many returns that ended in tragedy. "What do you think about it?"
