The Aetheric Crossing
The Aetheric Crossing
By Scott L.
Between the salt of sea and vault of stars
There breathes a realm no compass ever finds—
Not air, not wave, but something held between,
Where motion learns the patience of design.
Here currents sing without a shore or source,
And pressure teaches silence how to pray;
The deep remembers what the sky once knew
Before the light was taught to look away.
Through this Aether, sovereign forms move slow—
Not born of wing, nor wholly born of fin—
Their eyes hold constellations in their dark,
Their blood remembers tides before the skin.
On land they stand as crown and measured stride,
With trident sworn to order, watch, and rule;
Their posture borrows gravity from stone,
Their breath conforms to borders taught in school.
But when the Deep receives them back again,
And weight gives way to memory and flow,
The Aether loosens shape without divide—
And limbs recall what legs were never meant to know.
No beast they mount. No lesser form is worn.
The Deep completes the truth the surface hides.
What stood as king now moves as living tide;
What walked as queen now glides where myths reside.
Thus Gorf and Gorfette, sea-born, sky-aligned,
Unbroken through the change of depth or name,
Become the path they travel, not the ride,
Held whole where fracture never learned to claim.
For Aether binds what matter cannot keep,
And crowns endure where forms are re-designed;
Creation breathes between the stars and seas,
And all that lives is held in sacred line.
Codex Clause — Aether and the Aligned Beasts
Within Aether — the unseen medium that binds sky, sea, and living breath — certain beings move not by force, but by accord. Among them are the unicorn, pegasus, and hippocampus.
These are not beasts of burden, nor creatures to be mastered.
When they appear in mounted form, it is Aether itself that permits the alignment.
The unicorn accepts presence only where spirit and intent are pure.
Pegasus ascends not by rein or command, but by shared upward will through Aether’s light.
The hippocampus moves within the Deep as Aether made fluid — bearing no rider as a horse bears a king, but joining motion with those who flow in harmony.
Thus, within Aether, posture does not declare dominance.
It declares resonance.
No crown commands them.
No hand rules them.
They move because Aether moves through both.
