Deep within Lumorith Woods stands a colossal mushroom of strange and peculiar form, home to Ereshkigal.
Some whisper that she conjured it herself, grown from spells and witchcraft. Others believe the forest was once part of the underworld, pulled to the surface by her will.
But only one truth endures: time folds strangely beneath the woods canopy, and those who venture there to seek the witch return years,or decades later.
If they return at all.
This was my first time designing a building, a very uncommon one I must add, but none the less, it taught me something about architecture