Apeirophobos

Location:

Hand of the Dead Lyrist

Phenotype:

Elemental

It rarely manifests physically. A shortness of breath between columnar stones, a glimpsed hole in the air that vanishes if looked at directly, or a spike of vertigo that subsides into a grim knot below the chest that lingers.

A legend says that the infinite is only of the God: only a supreme being can comprehend it, grasp it, shuffle it between fingers like a mortal shuffles coins. If mortals, beings born of toil and pain in mud and dust, are aware of the infinite, surely they gaze upon it as upon a distant star. Yet the shadows it casts can change us. This artifact of the divine smolders within, making strange promises half-understood through tremendous chasms. Is this a promise, an omen, a warning, a death? The boundless lurks here, amid cracked stones that stretch to an indistinct horizon.