Post by Shadow on Feb 15, 2005 21:09:16 GMT -5
Lie the oposite side, this half beckons those rare few that serve the Rainbows within.
The Hall of Moon
Pale moonlight floods the hall you have entered, basking it in a gloomy yet peaceful aura. While known little by most ponies whom have never traviled, the windows told the story of the ninja clam of Cresent Moon Falls, from the day the Rainbow first entrusted them with it's powers to the time of it's death, and the lone ninja whom carries on the tradisions of his lost clan. Any that dared remember the battle at the castle would reconize Dark in one, window, being herald with the respect the Champions recived. Torches with flames the color of the moon's like line the walls, burning navy blue when the moon shifts to it's New phase. Opening into the chapel, the soft music of a harp carries itself through out the camber, as gental streams that reflect the moonlinght add a serine effect to the feeling. Instead of pews there are long pillows where one can kneel in respect. The alter is dotted by Moon Roses, flowers whose colors shift with the moon. Above, a sapharie bell hangs, setting free a gental yet powerful tune that rings with the memmorys of a lost clan.
The Hall of Wood
Flowers, trees and other plants lead you down this hall. You can feel the pulseing heartbeat of Life through your hooves. The windows speak of life itself in all of it's forms, and how it is the plants around one self that is directly connected to the very essence of life all around you. All one must do to understand that feeling is to but ask the plants... Torches burn with a deep green flame that seemes to flicker with the colors of many flowers, giving a very pleasent aroma to any close enought to smell them. The chapel is just as blooming with life, with pews formed by roots and branches. Flowers and bushes are everywhere, filling the air with their aromas and giving a colorful touch to the room. You know at once this belongs to the Wood Rainbow, gental soul whom breaths the spark of pure life into everything. Above is a oaken bell that sings with a bright and cheerful tune, simply drawing children to play.
The Hall of Thunder
Lightning surges along the metal poles and rails in the hall, crackleing with electric fury. The windows show damage from the sizzleing bolts, and must be replaced soon with ones of metal. It is nearly impossable to tell just what was on the windows before the lightning got to them, and just standing there is causeing static to build up in your mane and tail. What can be made out is every technological discovery by all Pony kind, from the first discovery of electricity to the car, are held highly here, for they were built by inventive minds willing to bend reality to their own ideas. Dark blue flames that crackle with lightnig line the walls, adding to the storm's flashing light. The chapel almost appers to be a lightning storm helt by metal. The booming crash of thunder rings out so often, while metal pews ocationaly light up with extreme voltage. This place clearly pays homage to the Rainbow of Thunder, lord of bending magic to the wills of science and the master who tugs the strings at all ponies desire to create. Hanging above is a steel bell, crackleing with electric fury. When it rings, it does so loudest, unleashing a boom of a ring unlike it's softer noted fellows.
The Hall of Sun
Sunlight beams freely into this hall, a blinding sight indeed. Looking at a window is almost like looking into the sun as you pass the orange flames on the torches. Like it's sister hall, the windows speak of the Solar Plains, a vast land forever basked by the sun's blessings. It speaks of the vast harvests, the endless bountys and glorious warriors that defended it in times past. As you enter the chapel, you behold an alter made of a strange, fine red stone that glimmers in the endless amount of sunlight. To one that knew of it's making, it is a stone called Solar Rock. The long pillows like in the Moon chapel line the floor, as a cat's eye bell hangs above. When it rings, it's tune encourages the joys of the sun's light and the plentiful times during the harvesting season.
The Hall of Moon
Pale moonlight floods the hall you have entered, basking it in a gloomy yet peaceful aura. While known little by most ponies whom have never traviled, the windows told the story of the ninja clam of Cresent Moon Falls, from the day the Rainbow first entrusted them with it's powers to the time of it's death, and the lone ninja whom carries on the tradisions of his lost clan. Any that dared remember the battle at the castle would reconize Dark in one, window, being herald with the respect the Champions recived. Torches with flames the color of the moon's like line the walls, burning navy blue when the moon shifts to it's New phase. Opening into the chapel, the soft music of a harp carries itself through out the camber, as gental streams that reflect the moonlinght add a serine effect to the feeling. Instead of pews there are long pillows where one can kneel in respect. The alter is dotted by Moon Roses, flowers whose colors shift with the moon. Above, a sapharie bell hangs, setting free a gental yet powerful tune that rings with the memmorys of a lost clan.
The Hall of Wood
Flowers, trees and other plants lead you down this hall. You can feel the pulseing heartbeat of Life through your hooves. The windows speak of life itself in all of it's forms, and how it is the plants around one self that is directly connected to the very essence of life all around you. All one must do to understand that feeling is to but ask the plants... Torches burn with a deep green flame that seemes to flicker with the colors of many flowers, giving a very pleasent aroma to any close enought to smell them. The chapel is just as blooming with life, with pews formed by roots and branches. Flowers and bushes are everywhere, filling the air with their aromas and giving a colorful touch to the room. You know at once this belongs to the Wood Rainbow, gental soul whom breaths the spark of pure life into everything. Above is a oaken bell that sings with a bright and cheerful tune, simply drawing children to play.
The Hall of Thunder
Lightning surges along the metal poles and rails in the hall, crackleing with electric fury. The windows show damage from the sizzleing bolts, and must be replaced soon with ones of metal. It is nearly impossable to tell just what was on the windows before the lightning got to them, and just standing there is causeing static to build up in your mane and tail. What can be made out is every technological discovery by all Pony kind, from the first discovery of electricity to the car, are held highly here, for they were built by inventive minds willing to bend reality to their own ideas. Dark blue flames that crackle with lightnig line the walls, adding to the storm's flashing light. The chapel almost appers to be a lightning storm helt by metal. The booming crash of thunder rings out so often, while metal pews ocationaly light up with extreme voltage. This place clearly pays homage to the Rainbow of Thunder, lord of bending magic to the wills of science and the master who tugs the strings at all ponies desire to create. Hanging above is a steel bell, crackleing with electric fury. When it rings, it does so loudest, unleashing a boom of a ring unlike it's softer noted fellows.
The Hall of Sun
Sunlight beams freely into this hall, a blinding sight indeed. Looking at a window is almost like looking into the sun as you pass the orange flames on the torches. Like it's sister hall, the windows speak of the Solar Plains, a vast land forever basked by the sun's blessings. It speaks of the vast harvests, the endless bountys and glorious warriors that defended it in times past. As you enter the chapel, you behold an alter made of a strange, fine red stone that glimmers in the endless amount of sunlight. To one that knew of it's making, it is a stone called Solar Rock. The long pillows like in the Moon chapel line the floor, as a cat's eye bell hangs above. When it rings, it's tune encourages the joys of the sun's light and the plentiful times during the harvesting season.