As Davis and the others ventured deeper into the Shard Region, the very fabric of space began to take on surreal, dreamlike qualities.
The skies above shimmered not with clouds, but with arcs of refracted light, like fractures in a mirror bleeding starlight. Patches of the sky bent and curled inward, revealing distant scenes, some of which showed reflections of the landscape from impossible angles, while others briefly displayed different islands altogether, as though space itself was being peeled and stitched together from multiple areas.
It might be possible for them to go from one place to another quickly.
Regardless, they followed the conventional pathway of walking through the terrain.
