He and THE Creature sat side by side atop a mountain in THE Wyld that was covered in the corpses of Primordial Architects.
It was something surreal to think about. Just days ago, truly not so long, Noah had been learning about THE Creature and THE Living Existences, sitting across conversations trying to build mental maps of what these beings were and where they fit into the broader arrangement of the Folds of Existence, and now here he was sitting beside one of them on a corpse-strewn peak waiting for a Gilded One to descend from the upper face of reality.
Days ago!
As he was thinking about events that seemed like they belonged to months or years ago even though they had rushed past only days ago, THE Creature spoke.
