"Clockwork worlds, worlds taken by evil, worlds of elemental madness, worlds of chaos, worlds of insanity and worlds of arcing lightning. Everything was here. Every action that spawned a new realm of possibility could be found here and Uriel felt the knowledge of such things fill him as he hung from his hook, bleeding and raw.
The glue that held his fragile mind from sundering into pieces began to come undone, awful knowledge of the insignificance of being and the pointlessness of action tore at his sense of who he was and he desperately fought to hold onto his identity. "
-Dead Sky, Black Sun