East of the Nirvanic Regions

Spiky Lee

All three were standing at the water’s edge - where the Divine pool of the Lesser Heavens reflected inwardly, on a usual day - east of the Nirvanic regions, graced with a fifth season of perennial calm, shining gold and silver depending on the light - gateway to all Worlds beneath, a fluid embodiment of all times pooled together, and a mirror to the upper worlds, being the connecting link to the physical realm as well - yet today it was black - black and thick, as thick as mud.

Puck himself had the jitters seeing this dark disturbance. The waters had putrified, solidified, and its energy was all but a low Tibetan-like hum.

“I’ve done this.”

“No, they’ve done this …” he assured Jupiter, inwardly blaming him regardless.

Jupiter felt as though he had woken from a very long sleep. What had he been thinking? Was this worth it? He dipped a stick into the tar-like sludge and it stayed, standing upright.

“It looks and smells like excrement” said Eve casually, thinking that she had been taken to the edge of a sewer farm. She had somehow been transported with the two the moment Granoldi had strode back into the apartment just moments earlier. Eve had assumed that this whole scenario was nothing more than a silly dream. She found herself enjoying the atmosphere of the Lesser Heavens, regardless of the two looking so concerned. Overall she felt pretty good.

Eve looked over at Puck who was smearing some of the mud onto a wide leaf and wrapping it tightly with a vine - she noticed his hair looked lit by a light that came from nowhere and was trailing almost to his belt - he was wearing a fine cotton shirt that seemed to change colour every few minutes. The effect was very trippy.

Beside him was an exceedingly tall and muscular man who appeared angelic in countenance, in that he had a white kaftan so fine that the sun shone through with what seemed to be an aura that followed his every movement. He seemed familiar. No, she did not feel disturbed at all - even with the smell of turds now all around her.

However the Elvish gods were devastated by what was before them - their minds were not clouded by the upper atmosphere - for the Heavenly ethers brought them clarity, unlike the Mortals; it breathed a complex intelligence into the cosmic fields which magnetically restored their own health as well.

“I don’t like this at all” said Jupiter, now becoming nervous within his own soul. 

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series