Birds of a feather flock together, at least that is what the elders always agreed. The Den is a physical manifestation of that concept. You may not believe this from what you see in the Villa corridors, but Oculai of a different mask are almost never found under the shade of the same tree for longer than a passing glance. So even as our companions mingle with us on the surface, there is an underlying urge to scuttle away to comfort of like ideals and needs. Thus each order has been provided with a den on the Villa grounds.
Just past Wasabi's studio a vase filled with twisted kiwi vines, p***y willow switches, and strands of silver silk draped as delicate tinsel mark the entrance to the Den of the Loom of the Spider. A small twist of a key in the porcelain fa硤e of the vessel opens the path to underground caverns.
The main chamber is festooned with ornaments, jewelry and mirrors that twinkle and shimmer in the glow of hundreds of miniature holiday lights. Past the gallery lie paths to dozens of smaller coves for the Looms to dream and create their wonders.
1) All rules of the shop apply here in the den
2) This den is for members of the listed Order. Only the lens keepers listed and their invited guests may post.
3) Have Fun!
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