The Sanctum of the Sun
As the winds swirl and gather momentum, a blazing flare of energy strikes from the heavens into the dry earth. The winds begin to congeal, picking up motion into a blistering fury that rotates clockwise with a new narrow axis touching the floor. The winds swirl faster and faster collecting dust, debris, and any material that can be scavenged on the ground and from the heavens. The flare grows in intensity and vigor forcing the funnel of air to spin faster and rapid. Sunlight begins to pierce the cracks in the aerial maelstrom. Then whirlwind begins to expand until it disperses, abating without further violence.
Upon the site of its creation and just over the ridge sits a large temple structure. Assembled long, tall, curved, it is platted in gold so that it shines like the sun when the first rays of dawn strike it in the morning. Palm trees, soft green grass and water fountains cover the courtyard. Icons of the high sun and other motifs adorn the walls, floor grounds, and doors.
The Sanctum of the Sun shines to all those that look at it.
If you seen Pictures of the Wynn here in Las Vegas, that’s pretty much a description of it
Sorry about the delays, but Thursday night my brother has problems at dialysis. Things got bloody, no really, and he ended up in the mergency room for the better part of Friday. He out now and everything is fine and he's back to norm for someone whose a type I dibetic.