"I am hope" Then I heard in my mind. It was like the whole cosmos, ahead of me, just spoke. It was not the end, though, because after those words we were flooded with feelings.
The feelings of the creature somewhere, ahead of us, who just received its name. It was a mix of happiness, trill, fear, and sadness. I felt those, one by one, as I peeled the layers of the thoughts I had to remove to discover everything that was there.
Hope was happy that they were no longer alone. I'm using they, because the entity was in a way, a hivemind, of smaller beings, unable to exist without the rest. Similar to a multicellular creature, yet different. Ideas in this strange body were popping from different directions, like parts of it were separate, yet one.
They were thrilled to coexist with us, to speak with us, they were sad because of the story of The Great One. Finally, they were afraid because they saw violence in the memories of the psionic alien.
