"Pathetic and chaotic as many of the Darklings, unable to reach order and tranquility, to possess the transcendence." A cool wind blew through Israfel's mind, instantly slowing the flow of thoughts and rearranging everything at will. "We are one, we are all. As you speak to Ours, you speak to Eris, Melia and many more. Shades of one is what we are."
Black stones of regular rectangular shape were sticking out of the same black earth, hanging in the air in defiance of the laws of gravity. In the sky was a beautiful bluish-purple nebula, unfamiliar even to the savvy astronomers of Sirius. Whether this place was real, or just the creation of one of many mindshare voices, is unknown. Perhaps it was only an incarnation of mindshare, the way Achelous imagined it to be, if such an equation with the mind of lower creatures is possible for an Incubi.
"Consider yourself lucky to be here." An unknown man's voice sounded right behind Israfel's back, materialized on one of the clumps hanging in the air. "You could end in less pleasant place."
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