Cain lost himself in the endless principles that flooded the Solar Crucible, letting his mind drift into the current of the Flow.
It began as a spark — a fleeting thought — but it grew stronger, deeper, more radiant the more he surrendered to it. After seven days of meditation, he finally opened his eyes. Enlightenment flickered across them like lightning.
He could see it now — the golden current that connected all things. It wove through the air, through the stars, through the very atoms of creation. It was the pulse that made the movement of a single particle ripple across galaxies.
Cain extended his hand and felt the current brushing against his skin, disturbed by the smallest motion of his fingers. The ripples spread outward, merging with the greater sea of energy that flowed through the universe.
"I need to let the current move inside me," he murmured. "To become part of it — and let it become part of me."
The light in his eyes brightened as understanding dawned.
