The Astral Grove of Forgotten Gods A sacred, abandoned ballroom, where monolithic stone pillars, overgrown with twisting vines and blooming wildflowers, stretch toward a cracked stained-glass dome, filtering deep violet and silver light from distant stars. The walls are carved with ancient, celestial trees, their branches etched in gold and bronze, reaching toward the heavens. Mechanical birds, crafted from tarnished silver and moss-covered gears, rest in the crevices, whispering forgotten prophecies. The air is thick with the scent of lavender, aged wood, and the distant hum of celestial energy.