Generally speaking, a ghastly place, reeking of virtue's sour smell.
Engorged with the whispered prayers of kneeling mothers, mewling
newborns, and fools, young and old, compelled to do good without reason.
Heh-heh!
But, I am happy to point out that our story does not end in this
wretched place of saccharine excess. For there's another place, its
opposite: a place of almost unimaginable power, chock full of dark
forces and vicious secrets. No prayers dare enter this frightful maw.
Spirits there care not for good deeds or priestly invocations; they are
as like to rip the flesh from your bone as greet you with a happy "Good
day!"
And if harnessed, these spirits in this hidden land of unmuffled
screams and broken hearts would offer up a power so vast that its bearer
might reorder the earth itself--to his liking! Now! This place I speak
of--is known as the Black Lodge. And I intend to find it.
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