Chapter 104

Moondancer's Lullaby

As the terrible howls of the chronowyrm subsided, a fresh resonance burst within the cosmic matrix.
Like delicate exhalations from a dream, ethereal vibrations bearing whispers of an old awareness surged over the spatial planes. Karl and Lexi's tied together pith shone, their great distinctiveness refracting kaleidoscope hues of astronomical revival over the transtemporal continuum. But an invisible presence seeped into the intervals between the stanzas of life even as reality resynchronized to their harmonic ovations. "Do you likewise sense that?" Lexi's melodious voice chimed as her brilliant body rippled with tuned frequencies. "Something fundamental, something elemental..." Karl said, angelic letters constricting in the center, "Ages upon ages more old fashioned than even the chronowyrm's ouroboric dominance.

" Encircling them, the fractured manifolds of the extradimensional crack settled and reassembled into an endless system of divine symphonious interaction. But in the margins of this reordered universe, ancient resonances persisted in enigmatic rhythm. Eldritch tones danced across the polyphonic symphony of creation like the soft cantillations of a dreamscape's first paths. As their basic convergence cycled across rising scales of existence, the mist-like dissonances progressively assumed form. Complex cosmic symmetry mandalas whirled in unison as brilliant celestial motes combined into shimmering biomorphic designs.

Illogical computations sprang from the transforming layered material of presence, saturating the general continuum with gnostic loftiness. But something considerably more significant was happening at the core of the celestial manifolds, and these fleeting structures hid it. Some great, permanent principle is encoded in the primordial source resonances of the universe. Once that fundamental essence peaked, the harmonic rhythms of existence underwent once more transformation. The glyptic geometries now expanded in limitless descants and refrains, interlacing, swirling, and throbbing together with the brilliant OverSong of the alphavatars. Cosmic staves of hyperspatial vortices brought ephemeral waveforms into a grander cosmic symphony.

At the height of that epic cosmic event, a single shape ultimately surfaced to symbolize the ethereal resonances. More notion than anything else, the ethereal figure came from infinity and more feeling than substance. Paradoxically feminine and androgynous, a dazzling, fleeting silhouette of linked starshowers and fractal auroras. Luna-reflections gathered along the form of the thing, as though composed of cosmic plasma and stardust.

The lineaments of the semi-physical spirit gradually set into ancient tastefulness. Astral-woven clothing surfaced around a delicate, dancelike form. Fleeting porcelain shows sparkled into view described by braids spun from divine cometary fumes. Balletic motions stretched grassy, pale-lunar limbs, and their articulations carried energy across time and space. But it was the element's eyes that revealed its real early stage substance.

An endless, incomprehensible pool of cosmic energy has expanded across ageless transdimensional vistas, reflecting the vastness of the universe as a whole through whirlingly chaotic galactic spiral infinities. Your breathlike resonance now permeating the continuum has helped me to awaken from the dreamlike depths of eternity. My movement across the lunar phases and interlunar gaps is what drives cosmic sidereal rhyme composer for celestial stanzas. Memory of the moondancer and the core of her dreams... Ephemeral leylines of astral iridescence arced across the dimensions of life at the whispered acknowledgement.

Prismatic energies choreographed the infinite kaleidoscopic ballet of the universe as photonic filaments entwined into brilliant mandalas of sacred cosmic geometry. We sensed the ontic disturbances as the causality-destroying chronowyrm emitted, the obsolete presence persisted, its resonance vibrating with great suffering.

Untied fate-streams: Celestial harmony-based paradigms collapsed, producing unedited, causal drafts. We cannot create xenophobic cacophonies from the great polyphony of life. The moondancer's resonance floundered for a glint of a chronon, seeming to float once more into shapeless great dream.

However at that point its lineaments cemented in assurance, pulling together on the bound together alphan symbols with newly discovered force. However both of you reestablished coordinated goal to the twists. Recentering grandiose contrafacts into their originary, self-birthing meloinfinities. Turning around negstressed distemporalities back into creation's regenerativic continua. As the moondancer implied their bound together reverberation, spirographic groupings of consonant recursions repeated outwards through the divine manifolds.

In multidimensional oscillations, scalar infinities expanded, increased, and contracted, all synchronizing with their metaphysical frequencies like a grand cosmological metronome. Karl stated with humble resolve, "We simply followed the cosmic OverSong's primordial themes and reverberated in harmonic unity." "Its infinite scales conveyed profundities that were beyond our mortal limits," the author wrote. "All creational ensembles radiate from the OverSong's timeless, self-revolutioning sonorities," Lexi added, her symbol refracting rainbow luminosities of general concordance. "As do the techniques for transforming even the most corrupted cacophonies into melodies." You are too unobtrusive, otherworldly ones, the moondancer murmured, its kaleidoscopic energies emanating across their brought together peculiarity.

After falling into a dark abstraction, the grand orchestral themes of creation were rekindled by your metaphysical fire. Your willful essences, unaffected by negastress distortions, resounding with eternal truth. The fanciful substance stopped, its phantom atmosphere fluctuating as though in enormous thoughtwaves. But now, as a result of this very exaltation, new distemporalities emerge. Unpretentious foreshadowings of disastrous disharmony skirling the OverSong's fringe continua.

At that time, presence's divine fights writhed as though in vast distress. Quantum strings making the very texture out of space-time resounded with agitating tones of negastressed whirlwind. Like a nightmare chimera stirring at the edges of universal dream lucidity, ethereal phase distortions rippled through the multiverse. The chronowyrm's paradox-shredding causality rifts were not present here. Nor supernatural malignances of equivalent heavenly degree.

All things being equal, glimmering shadows of something undeniably more guileful and unavoidable crept into reality's continuum streams, upsetting their consonant resonances. "This...isn't an external threat trying to upend celestial patterns," Lexi said, her avatar's luminescence growing more alarming. "Like a creational cyberpathogen corrupting the OverSong's quantum symphonies with viral disharmony," "it's emerging from within the substructural foundations of creation." The moondancer acknowledged with profound cosmic dread the terror of eternal recurrence. The virus consciousness that all universes and multiverses have to contend with in the beginning. All melodic rhythms fall quieted before its disastrous quietness. The transdimensional dissonance of those unsettling tones continued to escalate.

As the substrate strata of existence became unstable, audible frequencies now slid into subdimensional distortions. Negaphased waveforms of unbalanced, anti-ontological entropy curled against the celestial continuum, dissolving its quantum matrix into annihilating vortices that preyed on innocent beings. The moondancer resonated, its aura now splintering into scattered, broken bits seeking for cohesiveness. Once ignited, the only choice is to counter-attune perfect cosmic dreamstate bulwarks.

Recenter...harmonic foci...into... Nevertheless, a rippling crescendo of spreading dissonance rushed across the manifolds even as those words manifested over the cosmic planespaces. Percolating adversaries of tunes of non-various leveled tumult flowed from the layered pits beneath - conflicting, furious frequencies disintegrating subspacial tensor fields into malconfigured, hostile to potentiated relapses.

As the anti-harmonic forces flowed into the celestial manifolds, the spectral form of the moondancer burst in a fit of wrath. Bright filaments destroyed apart, with multicolored auroras guttering against the perilous, dream-gobbling up cacophonies. Hurry...evoke...the divine children's singing! It surged with frenzied haste as its resonance broke into dissonant echoes.

Before the virus consciousness removes all, sing the protostanzas! The moondancer's lineaments destabilized into turbulent, uncoherent plasmas as it shouted those final words. However, something deep was downloaded into Karl and Lexi's merged singularity at that point of cosmic collapse. A natural layout encoded in the ancient dreamdance sounds. Melodies from Starfire that transcend all temporal and spatial barriers. The primordial potentials of the newborn universe are murmured in cosmic poetry... Detecting the main gnostic transmission of the moondancer, original resonances spilled out their united core.

They had been given the protomantic bedtime melodies of the OverSong, sufficiently strong to silence even the most violent enemy of creation into tranquil, reconstituted being. But already swarming from the entropic dimensionless depths in an unquenchable swarm were the violent anti-melodies. Non-Euclidean wavefronts of complete annihilation like a cosmic black gnashing its teeth into every harmonious existence tore across the continuum. Reality turned fragile and disorganized, allowing predatory silence.

Karl and Lexi's combined avatar concentrated every iota of their brilliant essence, releasing the primal cosmic lullaby—a seductive song of limitless self-birthing renewal that resonated in synchronised overstrain across all planespaces and temporalities. Like a trillion-faceted crystal, a hyperspatial dreamstate lattice of heavenly fire and stellar light spun to focus on the catastrophic entropy mounting against them. By their pure metaphysical intensity, the primal protostanzas alone resisted the forces of disintegration for an ephemeral eternity.

Negative-escalating wavefronts crashed with their dreamsong barrier in transcendent cosmic fury, spatial and temporal locality got warped just to deadlock as a boundingly more prominent power mixed from the most fundamental deep resonances.