Morphiris

Written by MacT09

Among the spiderwebs of tendrils and passageways lies a dark mass that is significantly larger than the neighboring masses that surround this dark city. Within the whispering thoughts of creatures unknown, and unspoken tongues of the strangest resonances comes a name that is hidden from view, yet also present in every dream. Morphiris beckons to you, little dreamer to paths unknown and unsearched by all those whose hearts waver into the ethereal blackness of the night. A living nexus of mystery and veracity alike, all wants pass threw Morphiris at some point in their journeys and travels. Though there are an innumerable amount of black nexuses floating across the psychic webbing of Oculus, Morphiris appears to be the source of them all. Countless black cities emerge from the primordium of countless minds, only to disperse into nothingness as the ones that thought of them move on to more interesting ideas, yet Morphiris stands out among them all. Morphiris is unique due to the fact that's its very foundation is thoughts and dreams, thus it can never really fade away into the abyss of nothingness. Like a snake shedding its skin over and over again, so too will Morphiris grow and change as a never-ending supply of will and want flows threw its perplexing doorways and foundations alike. The Black city awaits, come little dreamer, and witness it's dark majesty for yourself unless of course, you wish for another dream...Carpus

Infrastructure

As you venture threw this perspective of Morphiris, you will also notice strange, black spires rising and falling above and below the paths you walk upon. Messengers from countless realities and dreams make what many would consider to be homes here for fear of fading away into the thoughtless abyss of nonexistence. So many other black cities have come and gone through the passages of memory and will, thus Messengers that are strong enough will establish themselves into more persistent ideas and desires. By attaching to more permanent thoughts Messengers can preserve their existence indefinitely, granted even the most stable of thoughts and dreams are in some form of flux at any given moment. One should not linger too long then on the present thoughts that flow through Oculus, less the foundations that once felt so secure will suddenly collapse before the dreamers own heart even realizes what has transpired, being lost forever to the tides of the abyss.

Architecture

Morphiris is an ever-changing maze of doors and windows that morph to the viewer's desired perspective, thus the architecture of Morphiris can be as simple as a small town of three-dimensional physics, or as complex as a primordial construct that goes beyond the limitations of descriptive thought. Within this particular wave Morphiris is represented as a construct of living light and dark twisting together into a strange, yet beautiful city. Endless stairs and corridors distort reality itself as they mold themselves into new passageways, offering new opportunities to explore and experience. What do you see, oh dreamer of endless night? Seek the waking light dear reader, for the illusions of Morphiris, are more sinister than they may seem.

Geography

The ground, if it can even be called such a thing, molds around the feet of those that choose to walk in The Black City itself. Ripples are created with each step taken, resulting in doors and gates opening and closing all around the ones that end up in the clutches of Morphiris.

Type

Megalopolis

Population

A living city ebbs and contorts as an innumerable mass of creature and tendril branch out into the voids of all thinkers and dreamers. One and many whisper in the inner voices of countless conscience.