As I lay here dying from the flu... The wall gives way, and behind it is.....
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As I lay here dying from the flu... The wall gives way, and behind it is.....
A skeleton with papyrus map in hand. you examine the map, strange glyphs illuminate the room, where then a vision takes place.
A vision of sand and a pyramid of.....
time in the shape of an hour glass, one of the magi grasps the timer in hand and rotates it saying......
Arum ta Facha ti muro le timeos.
Just as you say that everything stops still , a purple mist envelops around you , then your picked up and enter a portal.
A glowing, liquid emerald changes shape into impossible shapes, such as a penrose tribar.
Lay it down and be ye kind.
it says, again and again and again. You touch the emerald and the vision is over.
As you come to your sences you feel replenished and a new awareness envelops you.