The Inner Sanctum of Mirrors
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop.
When a traveler gives Amon exactly what he desires — a truth surrendered willingly, or a memory they swore to keep — the cathedral shifts. Lightning forks upward. The ten mirrors flare, and the Heartglass Gate opens into a vast, prismatic corridor of light: The Inner Sanctum of Mirrors.
Here, columns of colored glass reach toward a vaulted dome blazing with ever-shifting hues. Mirrorlight floods the sanctum floor in rippling emotion, and silence becomes thunderous. At the sanctum’s heart awaits a final reflection — one that does not show who you are, or who you were… but who you could become, if you let everything else go.
To cross into the Inner Sanctum is not to travel — it is to be remade.
The Inner Sanctum of Mirrors
Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop.
When a traveler gives Amon exactly what he desires — a truth surrendered willingly, or a memory they swore to keep — the cathedral shifts. Lightning forks upward. The ten mirrors flare, and the Heartglass Gate opens into a vast, prismatic corridor of light: The Inner Sanctum of Mirrors.
Here, columns of colored glass reach toward a vaulted dome blazing with ever-shifting hues. Mirrorlight floods the sanctum floor in rippling emotion, and silence becomes thunderous. At the sanctum’s heart awaits a final reflection — one that does not show who you are, or who you were… but who you could become, if you let everything else go.
To cross into the Inner Sanctum is not to travel — it is to be remade.