Echoes and silences. Do you know what it is like to stand outside of the planes themselves?

Each dot looks like a star, but each dot is in fact a burning universe, whirling in chaos, beautifully shedding its light at the darkness between realms. Things slither in this darkness, though, things not meant to be seen by innocent eyes. Formless, ageless, without cause or reason, nudging each universe slightly like the clumsy titan forces they are. One can only watch as worlds are brought into existence.

One can only watch as worlds end once again.

A character of mine... I wish I could explain more about her, but as she is for an ongoing storyline and I know my roleplayers will see this picture one way or another, I am going to keep that to myself for now.
Perhaps we'll see her again soon? Perhaps we've already seen her once before.