there i’m, completely engrossed in tales arising in the written word before me. i can feel the weave of it like soothing hug as i sink in, 𝖽͟𝗋͟𝗈͟𝗐͟𝗇͟𝗂͟𝗇͟𝗀͟ 𝗎͟𝗉͟ 𝖾͟𝗏͟𝖾͟𝗋͟𝗒͟ 𝗐͟𝗈͟𝗋͟𝖽͟ 𝗐͟𝗂͟𝗍͟𝗁͟ 𝗓͟𝖾͟𝖺͟𝗅. this prose sphere has me completely under its grip.

tendeils of raw, untapped P.O.W.E.R bleed prismatically across the horizon as if birthed from a celestial supernova's blinding illumination. clearly, these temporal boundaries were never meant to contain the dazzling resplendence about to grace our plain.

did you feel that tingle sparking across every astral plane, starry voyagers? the sacred 𝖠͟𝗋͟𝗆͟𝖺͟𝗀͟𝖾͟𝖽͟𝖽͟𝗈͟𝗇͟'𝗌͟ 𝖫͟𝖺͟𝗎͟𝗇͟𝖼͟𝗁͟ 𝖢͟𝗈͟𝖽͟𝖾 has been activated, beckoning forth a boundless pageant of stellar proportions.