In the distance, the white rays of Order finally began to fade from the Transcendent Paradoxical Folds, leaving only normal impossibility in their wake. But the changes those rays had initiated, the transformations they had catalyzed, those would continue rippling through existence!
It would be known across the Folds.
Order…had returned!
The Kleos Concordat approached, and with it, convergences that would reshape many things
But for now, there was only waiting. And stories. And the memory of Everythings… given and received!
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Perception shapes reality in ways that transcend the physical. How one believes they are perceived by others can transform their entire mental landscape, creating prisons or palaces from nothing more than assumption.
Some walk through existence crushed beneath imagined judgment.
They believe others see them as strange, inadequate, unworthy.
