Hidden Truths (event)
A wash of dazzlingly brilliant light washes over me as my mind rides the threads of reality through the cosmos, before I emerge in the halls of a notable ruler. My spirit having taken on the form of an amorphous mist, I silently drift through the ruler's residence, unperceivable and unassailable by all as I stream through the door into their chambers.
The ruler is present therein, heedless of my presence while they commit acts that they'd surely rather not have attributed to them. Perhaps on the morrow we shall talk of what price they will have to pay to achieve this. Or mayhap I shall see their nefarious activities become known to all? Of course, the choice is mine, all mine, and it will ever remain so. My soul coalesces into a denser haze before I allow myself to be pulled back by my bereft soma.
Knowledge is power.