>>5419667>Stop for a moment to collect yourself.Your palace stands on the eastern side of a large square. The walls of the surrounding houses are swarmed with colourful stalls where merchants sell all manner of things. In the distance, the city walls run in a ring from one eye-corner to the other. From your right, a wide road runs right by the palace entrance through the square and turns away left to pass under the shadow of a great complex. It is walled, with quarters built into it, and in its centre stands a massive structure, certainly hundreds of feet high, pyramidal in shape but topped with a beautifully painted sanctuary. Imposing stairways lead up to it, criss-crossing down the face and sides, and each of the levels is lined with crenellated battlements of glazed brick. The whole thing seems to glimmer in the sunlight, and you can just make out the tips of date palms peeking over the walls.
"Ah, the Ekur," the official sighs, following your gaze, "a marvellous sight."
>"Incredible, that men can make such things.">Take it in in silence.>Wrench your attention back to the palanquin and head down the steps.>WRITE-IN 