Capítulo 539: Prelude To Dread

[Capital of Mastorn, "Voguesdeil", "The Heavenly Keep"]

The chamber hummed. There were no windows that allowed natural light to seep into the exclusive domain, yet a natural radiance still existed due to the nature of the material used in its formation. 

Inscribed on the magnificent walls of a natural, pale-white shade, cast over by the orange light were many writings of past, present, and future happenings. 

"The Gospel of Gaol"—his very abode held such tellings. 

The ceiling was morphed into an aspect of the cosmos; as if no true ceiling did exist except the void of space and it's shining stars, and soaring astral energies. 

Around the man seated in his abnormal, circular chair, violet lights trickled and danced in the air as he seemed to watch something unseen in the winds; his head twitched as he caught onto something seen only by his eyes. 

Then, he stopped. 

"It is coming."