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Lush gardens painted with swaths of crimson roses and regal violets sprawl in every direction from the very root of a luxurious structure. Set invitingly into the base of the building amongst the verdant vines and aromatic fragrances of the foliage is an exquisitely framed door that opens upon a lounge fit for the Hanging Gardens of Babylon. Anyone entering the utopian lot is treated to a Zen level of peace and blissful relaxation by the soft babbling sound of running waters.
The keepers of the garden meticulously section and trim the themed regions that constantly seem keen on overgrowing into each other. English gardens are flanked on the sides by Roman columns, marsh gardens, rose gardens, Japanese bonsai sculptures, and Tuatha De Danann gardens.
Small porticos keep some of the hazardous, carnivorous plants in check and keep those who would wander through the flowers in relative safety. The ghostly spectre of a womanly figure can be glimpsed sometimes, darting down paths and offering an enticing smile that could lure a patron to wander endlessly in the idyllic paradise.
The center of the building features a winter rose garden that reminds one of a deep Siberian winter, complete with everlasting blood roses an Ixora cluster, in honor of Liski and Hells Gate. Floating above the garden at eye level is a heart wreathed equally in flame and ice that meld perfectly into each other. Conversation-inclined seating is placed almost strategically around the monument for those who wish to enjoy the sights and sound in the company of friends both old and new.
An esoteric blending of the modern, the old, and the magical awaits the explorers who dare deeper into the building. As sounds of music and laughter invite one further into the space, there are doors leading everywhere. One wooden-framed, unassuming portal, in particular, plays host to a somber tunnel with interspersed door leading towards Graveyards.
A whispered voice comes wafting from somewhere amongst the gorgeous gardens, carried on the fragrant winds as they were. The insouciant voice is reminiscent of a woman named Julia, reminding those on the outside; "Welcome. All those seeking a peaceful death should stop here at least once, for drinks."
