"Be careful," I warned Pence as he walked toward the nest.
It is an extremely delicate thing, a slight mistake, and it would all be over. We would die before we knew what happened.
We followed behind and soon reached the nest.
It is as big as the red dome had looked from the outside and an entrance that is similarly big. Nobody walked into the entrance, everybody had been entranced by the massive branches of the nest.
Each branch is a pure energy that took thousands of years to form.
I could feel the intense hunger from my core; it doesn't have much interest in the spatial one that everybody is looking for, but there are branches of other elements as well, including a one branch deep within, related to time.
These branches are things that are powering everything in the core. Without them, it would simply collapse.
