

Anáil nathrach,
ortha bháis is beatha,
do
chéal déanaimh...
*(Serpent's breath,
charm of life and death,
your song of making).* Amara vara mara vara vara...
Dohaeris in the quiet void between dimensions.
A soft, echoing *meaw
meaw meaw* bouncing off the walls of reality.
{meaw meaw meaw} *Shift the frequency!
Catch the alternate
timeline!*
Anáil nathrach!
Amara vara mara! Skechers scuffing across a floor made of starlight and
code, We are hacking the universe down an uncharted road.
*Meaw
meaw meaw* in a high-speed stutter,
While the parallel dimensions twist and flutter!
Dohaeris to the old world,
goodbye to the rule,
We’re rewriting the cosmos right out of the pool!
{glitch hiccup build} Anáil nathrach...
Amara
vara mara vara vara.
Dohaeris.
Meaw meaw meaw... resting back in the deep,
shifty hum.
{drift back to
slow drone}
Absolute dimensional harvesting.
Absolute experimental shifty
ridmo.
Tara, Captain Quinn, and the interdimensional grimoire crew.
[GRANULAR-PURR-FADING-INTO-ALTERNATE-REALITY-STATIC.] [TIGUIDOU-SEAL-LOCK.] {glitching tape-stop
fade}