Nexarion

Nexarion's streets are a labyrinthine network of narrow alleys lined with glass conservatories that reflect the city's history. The sound of distant bells echoes through the air, while the smell of old books and parchment wafts from the courtyards. In the center of the city, a staircase made of a single piece of polished obsidian stretches upwards, disappearing into mid-air. Citizens trade memories of forgotten melodies for the right to ascend the stairs and catch a glimpse of the sky. The city's architecture is a testament to the power of memory and the human desire to hold onto the past.