The Early Veiled Shore burned beautifully.
Noah walked its golden sands with his hands behind his back and watched the multicolored flames of Persevere move through the Infinite Herbs growing in their fields along the waterline, each plant burning with the letter's warmth and coming out of it more than it had been going in.
The golden sands themselves held the heat differently than they had before the utterance, the Infinity within each grain denser, the warmth of THE Source Lands' Galdr development running through him and into the domain at the same one-second cadence.
THE Early Veiled Shore was his favorite part of THE Infiniverse.
He'd never said this to anyone. But it was true, and the truth of it was visible in how often he came here when one of his bodies needed to simply be somewhere for a moment rather than do something.
He kept walking.
