Liminal exploration

You are awoken by the sound of dripping water. The moss covered walls smelling faintly of decay. You are in a room covered in vegetation, with a small crack in the ceiling revealing a cloudy sky, dimly illuminating your surroundings.

• your eyes open to a grand, shady room that almost resembles a stereotypical “dark wizard” tower *
• the environment is awash with shades of blue-grey and slate, its stone walls draped in fine-threaded tapestries of bright untranslatable symbols each of which line many of the doors *
• Gold-trimmed silver carpet glimmers in the light of the torches positioned along the walls*

*The very building itself feels dead bathed in neon green * *The polished floor stretches ahead, reflecting the soft, unwavering light from above. A sense of quiet pervades the space, a stillness that feels more profound than simply the absence of loud noises. While a strong almost almondy smell fills the arcade’s air *