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The image seems to shift, the corners turning darker, the lights growing dimmer. The white edges of the orb turned a dark purple color, as Raven felt another presence enter the area. A power, leaning through the gap but never quite stepping through. She could feel it in her bones, a steady hum that indicated the being's strength. And just like that it reached out to her, boring it's way into her mind, as it spoke to her. Not in words, but in thoughts. Concepts, gleaned across the vast gulf of space and time.

"The endless grinding of time wears down even the immortal. Not through the touch of flesh, but through the touch of mind. The daily aches and pains, the worries and obstacles. All the things that might wear one down." This being felt vast. Immense. Obese. It was as if she were speaking to the creature's toe, uncomfortably wedged through a hole far too small for it. And yet even so it emanated a sense of infinity, as if it could achieve anything. "Sorrow weighs on your heart, lurking in the shadows of your fire. Tell me, child. What is it that grieves you so? Do you regret your choices? Or do you wish you did not have to make them?"