"It's just as I thought," he crowed. "We are traversing the space between two existences, parallel to the folding point of Siris and Saras, but beyond them somehow! This is incredible!"
Siris and Saras were stars - that much, Skandra knew. The rest of it didn't make a damn bit of sense to him. And he was rapidly becoming aware of just how cold the water was - it was lapping at his legs while he struggled against the power of the surf. Aeotha made it look easy, balancing on her rock there, but Skandra was having a hard time drawing himself out of the water. One of the tremendous shearing gusts of wind dragged his hat from his head. More spray launched into the air; it was soaking through his coat now, and stiffening his skin. Salt was in his eyes and in his nostrils; he sneezed mightily, and again, but it did him not one bit of good.
Something told Skandra that Uaine wasn't talking to Shantar. Or any of them. That was when Skandra heard it. From the sky, which was beginning to pelt them all with furious rain, a terrible shriek rang out. Skandra wasn't the only one to cover his ears at the sound of it. Even though his hands were busy, he cast his eyes toward the sky. A black shape, there. Despite the shaking of the earth and the crashing of the waves, that terrible tang of salt on his lips and gums, he could see it. Two blackened wings. Impossibly large. A dragon would be dwarfed by it, Skandra thought. And it was streaking through the air.
Toward them.
"The singularity replaces void with emotion, with memory and thought!" Shantar was shouting again. "You have to let go!"
"It's coming for me!" Uaine wailed, shrill and panicked.
Skandra finally managed to pull himself into a crouch atop the rock. Coat blowing in the savage wind, nearly tearing him away from his perch, the Immortal was staring across the legion of rocks between himself and the howling Uaine. There was nothing to do to try and calm her down from here. She wasn't even listening to them any longer; it was almost as though she couldn't hear them. Another savage roar from the creature in the skies. It was drawing closer now.