House of the Way
Near the city of Aedan, where the river Jhaaili meets Lake Pahkila, stands the House of the Way. Built of Marble and Mahogany, this elegant structure symbolises the precepts of the people of Idria, built with geometric precision. The complex is split into six wings, one for each of the castes and a final wing representing The Voice. Each wing is built to depict the highest aspects of the caste represented, with the central hub from which they span a place of gathering and reflection, quite tranquil spaces with streams from the river Jhaaili trickling through them, adding the revernt notes of the flowing water, natures representation of the flow of life, the persistant and continuious progress of all things.
Masters of each caste live within their respective wings, providing mentorship to those worthy and meditating on the deeper meaning of each of these aspects of life within Idria, how they form a whole and balanced society where perfection of mind, body and spirit can be sought and attained regardless of one's path through this life.
The orderly geometry of the House of the Way is complemented by the many gardens, cultivated to appear wild yet carefully curated to reflect the particulars of the wing within which they are housed.
The wing of the Voice is, by comparison, a strange place, with winding corridors seemingly ending with little apparent reason, small spaces tucked away in unexpected places, instruments or scrolls hapazardly left as if the owner had just stepped away in the middle of something, to be returning soon. It is also open on all sides, with no single entrance to the wing, a demonstration that those of the Voice can arise from anywhere within Idria; it is not a caste of birth but a calling of the spirit.
Many poeple travel to the House of the Way as a pilgrimage, to reflect on their life, what has been and what might yet be to come, some few stay on to study further, but most rteturn to their homes renewed in dedication to perfecting theirs and their communities lives.
Masters of each caste live within their respective wings, providing mentorship to those worthy and meditating on the deeper meaning of each of these aspects of life within Idria, how they form a whole and balanced society where perfection of mind, body and spirit can be sought and attained regardless of one's path through this life.
The orderly geometry of the House of the Way is complemented by the many gardens, cultivated to appear wild yet carefully curated to reflect the particulars of the wing within which they are housed.
The wing of the Voice is, by comparison, a strange place, with winding corridors seemingly ending with little apparent reason, small spaces tucked away in unexpected places, instruments or scrolls hapazardly left as if the owner had just stepped away in the middle of something, to be returning soon. It is also open on all sides, with no single entrance to the wing, a demonstration that those of the Voice can arise from anywhere within Idria; it is not a caste of birth but a calling of the spirit.
Many poeple travel to the House of the Way as a pilgrimage, to reflect on their life, what has been and what might yet be to come, some few stay on to study further, but most rteturn to their homes renewed in dedication to perfecting theirs and their communities lives.
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