The Obsidian Greenhouse of Forgotten Stars A dark, ethereal ballroom, where walls of black glass and brass framework reveal an endless nebula swirling beyond. The towering ferns and silver-dusted ivy, climbing up metallic archways, seem to breathe with an unseen force. The polished obsidian floor, inlaid with glowing silver roots, pulses with forgotten energy. A grand, celestial tree, with twinkling crystal leaves, stands at the center, absorbing the starlight from above. The air is thick with the scent of midnight rain, sacred incense, and the electric hum of unseen forces.