A fortress of blue and gold light, covering a space that was easily half the size of the Fold they had been searching for. It was a thing of impossible beauty and terrifying power, a declaration of dominion in a realm that should have had none.
They were alarmed. They were shocked. They were, above all, utterly bewildered. The lead Honored Living Law, his form trembling with the shock of the discovery, instantly sent a message, a desperate, frantic cry for guidance, to those above him, to the very heart of the Transcendent Law Folds!
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In a corner of the Heart of Law, there was a place of profound, cathedral-like silence.
It was a realm carved from the very concept of absolute law, a sanctuary where the chaotic whims of existence were not permitted entry.
Vast pillars of pristine white marble, each one veined with intricate lines of shimmering gold, rose to support a ceiling that was not a ceiling at all, but a luminous, featureless expanse of pure, structured light.
