SageI had expected darkness.The darkness between worlds, whatever that looks like, crushing, probably, and cold, the kind of in-between space that is not meant for human bodies or human minds. I had braced for it the way you brace for impact: teeth together, breath held, every muscle tensed against something that hadn’t arrived yet.Instead, I stepped into a world.It did not ease me into itself. It simply existed, fully and completely and without apology, and I was suddenly inside it with no transition and no warning and no opportunity to prepare.The sky was red. Not sunset-red, not the red of something borrowed or passing through, an eternal red, deep and absolute, the colour of something that had decided on itself long ago and had not reconsidered since. Lightning moved across it in constant, silent arcs, not
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