... Right. I have a report from Interfacing the big lake that the Glatisant seems to have come from. And as a warning, do not attempt that unless you can handle a lot of pain. I was unable to speak for about a day and a half afterwards, once I woke up from being unconscious.

The lake formed of very large pillars of energy. Each pillar has its own unique information, and there's a spray of stray dreams at its base. The pillars are drilling down into a land mass of light, one that moves with more colors than the pillars, but much more slowly.

Additionally, the pillars are conscious. Somehow. The land mass isn't, in case you were wondering.

Now as soon as I find a portal back to Liminal Space, I think I'm going to take a nap. Because that was extremely unpleasant, even by my standards.