10
The School of Jaodan
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Tavon
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The five of us march through a winding hallway which connects the docking station with the inner sector. As we move, the path twists until we’re walking upside down while still attached to the floor. The gravitational field ahead is on a different plane than the rest of the world.
We cross a blue portal over into the School of Jaodan, where fields of gold and tangerine spread out into vast foothills. The foothills are decorated by trees with autumn-colored leaves; in the open yellow plains to the east and west, I can see farmland, areas to house cattle, and distant temples. Past the foothills, the heads of twenty finials belonging to twenty pagodas extend into the sky for all to see and with golden eaves marked by blue pearls at each endpoint. The to
