Acumen

"The skies were clear in the night sky, as I sat there, watching the stars intently, hoping to find some meaning in them and I that I could not before when it came. The far-off sky errupted into light, as a black form pierced through that infinitesimally bright slit in the air, pushing it and contorting its pointed edge through it with little effort. It spread, like the sharpest of blooming flowers, dozens of black pedals pointing outwards. Then my mind broke at the sight of them. The intellects beyond my comprehension. I found myself a servitor in their ranks, another servant of the many-bodied many-planed gods."



There is a place,