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.
The room of tendrils.
Of crests and waves.
The of room wild.
The room where stories unfold through wallpaper scrolling towards to heavens.
Where roots rise from floor.
Where the chandeliers cast a mysterious glow.
This is the room you have longed 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.
Just for you.
This is the room where you are seen.
Where your heart is known.
Where your dreams are cast.
This is The Evers.
You have arrived.
Rest your feet.
Rest your mind.