The Thousand Doors
Among the many tenements of Dum Ramil’s Quarter of Dust and Bone, none are spoken of in more hushed tones than The Thousand Doors. Unlike the crumbling ruins that house the city’s poorest, this structure is something else entirely—a labyrinth of shifting halls and ever-changing corridors, where reality itself seems to bend.
A Place That Defies Itself
Named not for its actual number of doors, but for its unnatural, ever-changing interior, the Thousand Doors is a place where residents claim that no path home is ever the same twice. Hallways stretch where none existed before, staircases lead to places they should not, and entire rooms vanish or reappear overnight. To outsiders, it is the product of reckless expansion, built without reason or logic, a haphazard stacking of rooms upon rooms with no master plan. But to those who live within its twisting passages, something older, something stranger, lurks beneath its foundation.
Some say the building has a mind of its own, shifting itself to confuse those who should not belong. Others whisper that some of its doors do not lead to rooms at all—but to places beyond Dum Ramil, or perhaps beyond the waking world itself.
The Lost and the Vanished
Many who live in the Thousand Doors do so because they have nowhere else to go. Drifters, exiles, those who would rather not be found. It is a haven for the lost, but also a place where people sometimes vanish entirely. Whether it is the dangers of the quarter, the lawless nature of the building, or something far worse—those who enter sometimes do not return.
Despite its reputation, the Thousand Doors remains a place of quiet refuge, where those who know its halls best navigate it with ease, and those who fear it never speak of what they have seen in its shifting depths.
"A thousand stories live within the Thousand Doors, and none of them have an ending. Step inside, and you may become one of them."
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