Manifestation of the Monolith in the Dark
The divine presence of a god, drenched in eternal darkness, vaguely swaying as it towers into the sky, the colour of a black hole, faint tendrils wisping from its peak to tease the heavens.
Sights, Smells, etc.
Levitating dust, transparent thoughts of diminutive creatures watching you from empty doorways, creeping through gaping windows, polite Silent Ones gliding behind you, a vacuum taste on your tongue.
Type
Ward
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