The Eye of Azathoth

4 by 2.5 inch sticker and 5 by 7 Lore Fragment print
Lore of the Silent Pipe

It is said the multiverse exists only so long as the lullaby plays.
At the heart of unreality, in a place no map may name, Azathoth sleeps as priest-things and pipe-creatures circle Him, gibbering and fluting in endless drone—a mad cosmic orchestra, performing a song that holds the dream of being together.
The Eye is a splinter of attention.
A moment where Azathoth, in His sleep, nearly noticed.
That moment, that perilous glance, was caught—trapped by chance, or by sacrifice—and sealed away. Should the Eye ever blink, it is believed the dream would end.
Not violently.
Not cruelly.
Just… stop.