Enchantments echo along an abstraction of atmospheric realities, ranging from beneath the troposphere to beyond the exosphere. Here, the geography of a land shapes its stories and myths. It twists and turns the gravity of tales, attracting some while repelling others, all the while keeping them localized around the ever-changing contours of its seed.
Entire civilizations have been shaped by the whimsy of nature's own narratives. The story of the land has made even our tales and myths dance.
The chakras of day and night evoke a kaleidoscope of thoughts. The greens of the forest and the dunes of the deserts, the frost of the alps and the tan of the earth all reinforce a color palette that has influenced us since the dawn of our existence. The shamans' sustenance, the air they breathe, the tales they weep – it's all tied to the land.
When one opens their senses to what the world has to say as part of its own story, the conscious mind can conceive the vastness of origin myths. The ink will then become divine, and one will become a Mythalchmeist, an Alchemist of Mythologies.
آتے ہیں غیب سے یہ مضامیں خیال میں
غالبؔ صریر خامہ نوائے سروش ہے
आते हैं ग़ैब से ये मज़ामीं ख़याल में
‘ग़ालिब’ सरीर-ए-ख़ामा नवा-ए-सरोश है
When mysteriously topics or subjects come into one's thoughts, then the sound made by the pen, resonates like the voice or sound of angels. - Galib
It will take Alchemists of the Past to cast a Spell into the Future.