It was a marvelous thing to see.
Once again, knowledge was extremely critical. He had to know about The Interstices first, had to understand that they existed before he could perceive them. And then he needed to know how to open up a doorway into these pathways that extended out across Existence.
Spaces of pathways that existed in a state of perpetual uncertainty.
Pathways between what was Observable and Unobservable.
The shimmering doorway hung before him, a fold in reality that didn’t look like a portal or a tear or any conventional form of spatial manipulation. It simply looked like a place where space had forgotten to be solid. A hesitation made manifest.
As he looked at it, Noah couldn’t help but ask.
"What are the methods to enter The Interstices? This space between definitions?"
The question was practical. If he was going to use these pathways, he needed to understand all the ways they could be accessed. The Phoneme method THE Mnemonic Leviathan had described worked, but were there others?
WAA!
The massive form of THE Mnemonic Leviathan shifted.
Her miles-long body compressed in an instant, stellar crimson-pink light folding inward as she reduced herself to barely two meters. The pages of The First Tongue that had swirled around her vast form now orbited a figure that could float comfortably at Noah’s side.
She came to hover at his right, her ethereal body still see-through, still shimmering with that hazy stellar glow.
Her ancient eyes found his with the patience of something that had seen everything and found most of it uninteresting.
"Each entity once powerful enough can utilize their own methods. There isn’t anything universal."
Her voice remained grand despite her reduced size, ancient authority compressed into a smaller vessel.
"Someone much more powerful than you can utilize the method of The Moment Between Breaths to create an entry point into The Interstices."
She paused, and Noah could have sworn he saw something like amusement in those ageless eyes.
"In the instant after exhaling and before inhaling, when the body holds neither old air nor new, neither old authority nor new authority, a being of sufficient awareness can slip sideways into undefined space."
"That easy. You just aren’t there yet."
...!
Noah smiled as he looked at Pebanista Yacuruna.
At THE Mnemonic Leviathan.
She was giving him a sidelong glance as she said this, and he recognized the expression. It was the look of someone who had just told you that walking through walls was simple if you were strong enough, and you very clearly were not strong enough.
He filed the information away.
The Moment Between Breaths. A method for beings more powerful than him. Something to work toward.
But right now, he was too curious about The Interstices themselves to dwell on what he couldn’t yet do. The doorway shimmered before him, reality’s hesitation waiting to be stepped through.
He took a step forward and entered.
And...
|Entry Confirmed|
|You have entered the space between spaces|
|The space between definitions|
|You are arriving in the Primary Veins|
|More information is being obtained by The First Tongue as your consciousness extends into this place|
|This is not a place that forgives inattention|
...!
Noah’s eyes flashed sharply as he looked around him to see something that defied easy description.
He was standing on top of a massive gray pillar.
The pillar extended downward into darkness so complete that it seemed less like absence of light and more like presence of nothing. There was no bottom that he could perceive, no foundation that these structures rested upon. They simply existed, rising from an abyss that felt hungry.
Other pillars rose around him, forming a corridor of sorts. A pathway that extended into the distance, each pillar spaced just far enough apart that one could leap between them if one was foolish enough to risk the darkness below.
|Wide corridors that connect major nodes of Observable Existence|

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