Far from the Infinite Unfurling, far from Ginnungagap's ancient shores where teaching and wonder unfolded, there existed a place that defied conventional understanding.
Inside THE Loom.
An endless sea of obsidian gold paradox stretched infinitely in all directions, filled with unfathomable musings of existence itself. The paradox was not empty abstraction. It contained actual immense Weavings of Existence alongside its inner workings, its flow, and even more horrifyingly, the way that existence expressed itself through fundamental language.
The sea of paradox seemed to sit atop all of it with tyrannical glory, drowning everything beneath its weight while simultaneously revealing truths that should remain hidden. And even this overwhelming perception was merely what could be glimpsed at surface level. There were countless more intricacies lurking in depths that defied comprehension in this mere glimpse.
