A Higher Dimensional Experience

In the heart of the Garden of E.D.I.N., where the fabric of reality felt thinner than parchment, Chronos found himself ensconced in the deepest meditative trance he'd ever reached. 

While the distractions of Tertius and the weight of leadership pressed upon him, here, the noise faded, replaced by the pulse of existence.

While he was still awkwardly leaning sideways, the Tree of Life loomed above the prison he was in, its vast network of roots spreading out like a web, intertwining across the interior walls and ensnaring his new cellmate.

Each root thrummed with ancient power, whispering secrets of dimensions and realms beyond comprehension. 

Chronos, bound in meditation, was close enough to feel the pulse of these roots but remained distant, not yet worthy of their touch.

In his trance, Chronos envisioned himself as a mere atom within the universe, navigating the intricate dance of the physical and metaphysical.