Post by The Voidwalker on Aug 28, 2013 11:01:40 GMT -5
An ocean of sand, littered with what seems to be the broken remains of an ancient civilization. Broken obelisks stick up from the sand with no discernible pattern. Worn sandstone columns, remnants of once-proud mystical temples, adorn the dunes. Black pyramids, both small and large, protrude from the sand like sharp, corrupted specks in the face of the desert. Pillars of sand seem to rise up to the heavens, stemming from minuscule mounds of sand across the landscape.
They seem to rise. Upon closer inspection, one would realize that these strange pillars do not rise at all - it streams down from above. A massive dome of sand covers the blackness above, ever-flowing towards these pillars. And dead in the center of it, a never-ending, swirling storm of sand rises up from the middle of the desert, replenishing whatever sand the pillars subtract from the dome. Visions of another world flash in the middle of the spiraling maelstrom; golden pyramids and majestic libraries, obelisks that extend up to the heavens... truly, a place far more inviting than this one.
