The Black Maw

The Black Maw is not a place one visits willingly—it is a prison of the mind, a labyrinth of endless corridors where the walls whisper secrets best left unheard. Here, time is meaningless; a moment of agony may stretch into eternity, while centuries may pass in the blink of an eye. The sky is an abyss of shifting horrors, where screaming constellations writhe in agony, and the very air carries the scent of forgotten sorrows.
Structures rise and fall as memories and fears shape the landscape. A childhood home may appear, its halls stretched into impossible angles, filled with shadowed figures that should not exist. The ground itself is treacherous, shifting between solid reality and the suffocating void of the subconscious. Some who wander the Black Maw are trapped forever, their bodies left catatonic in the waking world while their minds are devoured by nightmares beyond comprehension.
There are no safe havens here—only endless corridors of despair, where one’s own thoughts are the most dangerous enemy.

Type

Plane of Existence

Owner/Ruler

Nighmara, The Weaver of Nightmares

Owning Organization

The Cult of the Shattered Mind