Like a spark falling into an ocean of highly flammable liquid, Reality exploded with radiance, equaling the light that had vacated Reality with the death of Primordial Light's Throne.
In that Instant, every shadow across all realms and dimensions shattered, the skies like black glass were freed from their stasis, the seas frozen mid-wave began to move, and trees that were brittle husks, their leaves that should have never stirred again, sprang to life with the appearance of light.
Reality gasped for breath, for one long, glorious moment—
Then the light vanished, and the head that Rowan held began to turn gray as if it were transforming into stone, and cracks began to fill it, as an aura of collapse inundated the surrounding space.
