We stepped into the palace.
One cautious step at a time, we crossed its gleaming threshold, our boots echoing against golden marble that stretched out endlessly before us. The deeper we ventured, the more surreal it became, until at last, we reached a chamber unlike any we had ever seen.
No… not a chamber.
A throne room.
And not just any throne room.
It was colossal! Vast enough to house thousands, its sheer scale utterly overwhelming, beyond anything we could have imagined. The ceiling arched so high it disappeared into shadow, while the far end of the chamber blurred into a haze of golden light. Every surface gleamed: the polished floors, the gilded columns, the sweeping arches that crowned the space above. The very air shimmered, heavy with something ancient and sacred, as if the room itself remembered divinity, as if this was a place for the gods to live.
