The genesis of this phenomenon remains shrouded in a viscous, iridescent haze. It began not with a bang, but with a subtle shift in the aetheric plane – a momentary fracturing of the observed reality, much like a shattered prism refracting a single, potent ray of light. The resulting echoes, initially dismissed as localized distortions, coalesced into intricate patterns, a ceaseless dance of fractured forms, each shard pulsing with a disconcerting, internal luminescence.
Further investigation is required, though caution is advised. Prolonged exposure may result in… altered perceptions. The tessellations are not merely a phenomenon to be observed; they are, in a sense, an invitation – an invitation to question the very foundations of reality. Beware the laughter.