His eyes opened wide as something cold moved through his memory, because he felt like he was having deja vu! A white pool!
Was this... the actual pool that Ulf had painted and not the one he saw prior?!
He wondered, and the pool answered by filling!
Within the ring of spinning singularities, liquid white rose and began to swirl, and Noah's senses read its substance and went sharp, because it swirled with immense concentrations of THE Argent Loom, braided through with Infinity and THE Primordial Source, and threading through all three, faint and unmistakable... a glimmer of his own Provenance Essence!
Noah's gaze was heavy on it.
Would the pool be empty? Would it lead to some place? Just what...
HUUM!
As he was thinking, his entire existence buzzed, and the pool before him went CHAOTIC!
