The First Challenge

The living idea, the sprout in their conceptual garden, was not the only thing growing in the Verse. From a forgotten corner of their co-created reality, an old echo, a remnant of the chaotic ‘growth’ that had once threatened to consume everything, began to stir. It was drawn to the nascent life of the new idea, not out of malice, but out of a simple, instinctual hunger. The first challenge for the gardeners was not to build, but to protect, to shield their delicate creation from an echo of their own past, a past that was not as dormant as they had believed.