ORAIMAH

In the beginning there was a bare planet, a single rock turning around its young star. Mountains and valleys were yet to exist, and the dry land longed to be more. A spark of light pierced the low clouds and there He was, as history desperately needed to take its course.

ORAIMAH is the Deity who used His words to command matter into existence, and created the jungles. A shard of light taught the land to receive, and the roots of life took in deep. By his intent the deserts grew greens. Every leaf in every branch, every trunk in every tree, and every pollen in every flower, came to exist.

...and then, it rained...

This single moment in Creation, measured by our standards, took a mere five million years.

CITY OF MAJ-AKAL

It was the time for travel. Time to go down the river, and absorb new horizons and tales. It was time to open sails to the full wind and arrive at the furthest point one has ever been. Venturing further down, across the river into the Wet Gate, one encounters the halls of the largest collections of thoughts this side of the known Universe.

Every thought ever thought, every thought yet to be, is stored in the City of Maj-Akal. One can visit, explore, learn, even live in the City and take to thinking full time; However, one's required to provide copies of his/hers own new thoughts to the Comparative Archives of The City.

Although the experienced seeker of thoughts will navigate with relative ease through the Halls of Higher Thinking, the Neophyte is advised to take caution, for “Higher Thinking” can be very dangerous to minds new to it. ”thinking,”I mean.

The City is not a place for everyone, but some lucky tourists could be taken even further.

THE POWER BEHIND THE THRONE

The Puppet King sits in a throne of no depth or weight, as the floating hand manipulate the Crown. His figure is rigid. The belief that all is for the taking, and that there is no tomorrow, used its powers of persuasion to siphon the will out of the King's Soul; piece by piece.

Through the windows, one can see that a bright day is present on the outside of the Throne Room; However, the land looks arid, over used and void of life. A probable metaphor for the miss-use of the life once abundant. The presence of a sinister, hooded figure observing every one of the King's movements, determines the scene and gives a name to the moment: The Power Behind The Throne”

The iconic symbol in the stained glass window at the end of a dark hallway is probably an attempt to insert a sense of spiritual balance to the encounter, although its relevance is doubtful to the King.

The moment expands beyond the perceived borders of the space, a certain mannerism again cementing the purpose of previous designs.