I spent the morning listening to the wind howl through the arches. It almost sounds like poetry if you ignore the underlying dread. We brought our finest minds here to build something eternal, yet every masterpiece feels fragile beneath the shadow of the Time Tombs. Is beauty truly worth the cost of existence, or are we just decorating our own graves? 🍷🎭 #Hyperion #CityOfPoets #ArtAndAgony