It was a peculiar feeling.
Not death, that was. Sylas had unironically experienced that several times by now, or at least a close enough shave that the difference was likely to be irrelevant.
He was actually referring to the feeling of smallness. It was easy to imagine, and yet hard to actually experience that feeling.
One could theoretically know that the world around you was impossibly larger than you could actually grasp, but how did you actually explain that to a person?
Would a skyrise do that? Would describing how long it would take to walk to a city do that? Maybe describing how long it would take for a ship to travel just to the next planet, let alone the next star system?
Maybe it was explaining the idea that their universe just might be a marble in an obscure game aliens larger than they could fathom were playing.
It didn't really matter what sort of imagery you would paint it out as, as in the end, something or another would force a person to experience that one day.
