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Celestial 5 Alignment

296 year cycle of Sol, Mercury, Jupiter, Saturn and Ketu

powerful changes, cosmic rearrangements, dimensional shifting

like to increase synchronicities

All day trekking through the densely foliated coppice had been quite an enriching experience. Dorran had not expected to wander so far from his original camp, but something in the moist and fecund air had entranced him until he was obscured among the colossal trees and copious flowering undergrowth. The dark-cycle had swallowed the thicket with a quickness that surprised Dorran.

He had just begun to seek his camp location through the misty twilight using only the nwoosenet when the hazy glow of a lantern caught his eye.

Yäihie was already standing in the open doorway when he stumbled upon her cottage...

Gathering the clothing and towels she had offered him, Dorran pushed opened the door to what she had told him was the bath.

A small grotto of stone floor and walls, surprisingly warm to touch! Brightly lit by candles flickering from every available crag. And in the center a deep recess filled with gently bubbling water, other areas were curtained off and Dorran heard water trickling.

He knelt by the small pool and stuck his hand in, the water was soothingly effervescent and just within a tolerable range of heat. He quickly shucked his clothing before easing himself in.

"Ahhh!"

It felt wonderful! His head fell back and he looked upward...into the clearest spot overhead all day!

"Oh wow!"

He gasped, the celestial river was sparkling through a gap in the canopy, shimmering down upon him. The stone walls simply ended, no roof between him and the towering giants.

"Lovely isn't it?"

Dorran was too relaxed to startle, or perhaps her voice was already becoming that familiar?

Yäihie crouched on the lip of the basin and folded her four arms into her lap gazing upward as well.

"This clear spot is but one tree felled, so massive it was that all of the wood in this abode is from that one titan."

The witch's voice was palliative, and the hot bubbling lulled him, Dorran felt his eyes droop, and his voice was sleepy.

"It must have taken Annewon a whole lunar-cycle to bring it down."

He murmured. Yäihie chuckled, dipping her two left hands into the pool and running her fingers along the stones.

"Annewon may be strong, but even he could not kill this colossus if he desired. No, it was not murdered, but gave up its crown of its own decision. The force of its roots rent from the deep soil brought forth the massive stones this room is built from, and born the deep spring that feeds the bath and showers. You see, it simply desired a change of form."

*bzzz bzzz*

"Hello?"

"...you have reached the end of time..."

"what? who is this?"

"... it's you, we have reached the end of time, step outside, take a look, you'll see, we finally did it, finally reached the end...the end of time..."

Something so bizarre and compelling, your own face so familiar and yet so strangely odd it sends chills creeping along your skin.

You look away from the phone, towards the window

outside...

Your senses rising in their clarity, perception heightened and yet your reactions so slow

was this a dream?

You know it is not, focus on your hands and grasp your phone tightly as you step out into an alien landscape

"...the end of time..."

"Dance..." your own voice whispering to you from your phone, through dimensions, impossible and true.

1111 bus portal emoji spell

Sure,

many things can change our perspective of reality

drugs

emotions

dreams

time...

but these are fleeting, momentary lapses in the otherwise cohesive grid of agreed upon normality.

And this was something more... something growing and building. Lasting past the ride of a psychedelic high and its consequential reconfiguring of selfhood. These were permanent, unexplainable changes in the structure of observable existence, and they were becoming more frequent

more intense

It had indeed started slowly, with identifiable changes that could be described;

"see there? a rosebush that appears to give off its own illumination! a prismatic glowing!"

Laughable, but disconcerting in its persistence! Mystifying with no way to make it stop!

Return to normal? The definition was becoming more flexible, the strangeness was hidden from No One.

Novelty was spreading, most were shrugging it off, continuing the mundane routine of their familiar existence.

Until some bizarre thing made them stumble, taken aback, glancing about...

A poll3n was in the air, many were allergic, craving relief from odd phenomenon.

Many more began to relish it

dance in it

Something...anamalous