You have stepped.
Over the threshold.
Beyond the walls and doors and archways.
You have traversed the ways and roads and depths.
And you have arrived.
Here.

The room of tendrils.
Of crests and waves.
The room of wild.
Of moss.
Of myth.
Of magic.
The room where stories unfold through wallpaper scrolling towards the heavens.
Where roots rise from the floor.
Where the chandeliers cast a mysterious glow.
 
This is the room you have longed for.
Ached for.
Wished for.
This is the room you have wanted.
As this is the room.
Where it is all true.
Where the mythology that lives in your bones and blood and breath.
Spills out.
For you.
Just for you. 
This is the room where you are seen. 
Where your heart is known.
Where your dreams are cast.

You have arrived.
Welcome.