The Dome

You see crystalline trimming along the opening as you enter a grand crystalline dome. Light enters through many facets of the dome, sprayed throughout. It is almost blinding. Every so often as you move, you sense the light in its refractive form, a rainbow of color dashing across your vision for a moment, then merging once again to become white light. The ground beneath your feet is smooth, polished, almost clear. Throughout the dome angels mingle amongst each other. Mortals of the light have taken their place amongst them for their service to the heavens. As Lord Adorno walks among them halos brighten with his passing. Serene music can be heard faintly everywhere, and a sense of calm and peace settles upon your soul.

[Exits: west]