In the spaces between Observable and Unobservable, darkness reigned absolute.
This region existed outside normal classification, a pocket of reality that belonged to neither the seen nor the unseen but occupied the bleeding edge where both forces met and failed to reconcile.
The air here was thick with authority that predated most current beings, pressure that would have crushed any existence lacking sufficient foundation to withstand it. Light came from no discernible source, yet somehow illumination existed.
Blood covered everything.
Crimson and gold mixed together across surfaces that should not have been able to hold liquid, pooling in depressions that formed patterns.
The smell of death permeated the space with intensity, pressing against awareness itself with declarations of violence recently concluded.
THE Creature sat upon a throne of corpses.
