The Sea of Thalassara now stretched across the havens like a second sky, a living curtain of cerulean light veining through clouds and atmosphere alike. It shimmered as it flowed, undulating in slow, steady ripples that spread without resistance across the Cenotaph Wild Lands.
Its expansion did not cease with the departure of the Ancient Ones from the Adrastia Continent.
Even as the dragons, high elves, panthera lions, dwarves, and slimes returned to their distant continents, the sky above them continued to change. They looked up, and they saw it. That vibrant sea, alive and humming with mysterious energy, crept outward without end. Fifty thousand miles of it spread- until, finally, it seemed to pause, hovering in silence.
Yet even then, it was not finished.
