Luden pointed to side of the mountain. It was clear in the daylight–illusory undulations formed by sentience, collectiveness, and material from the non-euclidean portion of the mountain, converged into the object they now saw.
“The global object is real.”
A hot-cold sensation spiralled through the extended finger as the faraway object passed through Luden’s position on a lower plane.
“I suppose we are not far enough away yet to observe it clearly.”