An Atrophied Shrine
Copper bricks mortared by tightly-knit webbing, a grayish and pliant substance. Some bricks have cracked with age to reveal hollow interiors full of glistening silvery cubes and wires covered in mold. The scent is of a half-eaten tomb.
One passes through an archway of musculature, tissue twined by rust-gnawed metal. Dried out flower petals droop from it like cicada’s wings. The floor is covered with leaves and moss. The silence hums, pulses, blooms.
The wall ascend upward to a broken dome of what appears to be very dark stained glass. The top is shattered. The edges of the hole are not sharp like fractured glass, but are smooth like the softness between one’s fingers.
An ornate bell, slightly larger than the size of a human head. It is made of pure gold and covered with engravings. These comprise an intricate, labyrinthine design made with a stylus so fine the lines cannot be resolved as separate without extreme visual acuity. The entire design was made with a single, unbroken line bending and curving back on itself to cover the entire surface of the bell. It contains writing as well as abstract depictions whose significance remains unknown.
The writing of an unknown script but the language has some relation to Chinese. The most completely understood passage is approximately:
[color word, possibly blue or black] fish’s viscera
[unknown word] and praise the
[unknown word, morphological similarities to “oak,” “broken,” and “translator”].
The meaning remains unclear.
Missing from the bell is any kind of clapper, tongue, or other soundmaking implement.