It is within the folds of the mind that one can find a world of sheer marvel; a world where the real and the imaginary intersect, where concepts of perceptions gives way to outlandish phenomena, and where mystery calls out with an air of seduction. This is Corteiz, the world shrouded in mystery and myths, forgotten for many years, but now letting the echoes of the tales, which have always filled the minds of those people willing to explore it, be heard again.
Here we begin an investigation into Corteiz, where we shall dig down into its core mysteries, solve puzzles that have wrapped the company in a cloak of enigma, or discern the fact that has been concealed by its various layers of limbo. For a thousand wins, this cosmic blog shall explore the beauty and enigma of the spaces between the stars, of the worlds unseen, the beings unknown, and of the passions that entice our imaginations to soar beyond the possible.
The Tapestry of Dreams
A dreamer, once at the doorstep of Corteiz, is engagingly greeted with a textile of dreams, crafted from threads of creativity. Here the world is rather intermingles the reality with the dreams and creates unique and outstanding landscapes. Towers of crystal colors stand proudly on the one side of an enormous space, and streams of silvery color flow peacefully on the green plains of the earth with abundant productions of life forms.
But in fact there is a layer of abstract conceal, the so-called allegory, which has been concealed in the seemingly peaceful basin. Each pebble or a branch, with each rustling of the wind, contains a tale to be written, a secret to be revealed. Indeed, it is in these whispers that someone will find the true nature of Corteiz, inviting those unabashed travellers to tread forward and discover more.
Guardians of the Threshold
Moving deeper into the further reaches of Corteiz entering its core strongholds one is met with its administrators: the warden creatures who are perpetually posted at its borders. These guardians, encased in myth and lore, are the seven protectors of Corteiz and its valuable powers; they are charged with the duty of keeping all these from the ever-so-unsolicited hands of other Mouths.
But who are these guardians, and what is it they themselves hide? Some say these Shadow 3 are as old as the world, or even older, being spirits of Corteiz itself, while the others claim that these Shadow 3 are mere mortals who swore to serve as protectors of the lands and people of Corteiz by the oaths they have taken. Whatever their true nature may be, one thing is certain: thus, the climbers are vital for the current study because they provide the hope for opening up the world of Corteiz, thus comprehending the structures and hierarchies it represents.
The Language of Symbols
That is exactly what happens to language in Cortiez: language becomes a form different from all the others β a code; words are no longer more than the logos, but mere containers for a number of abstract and concealed significations. Here every character is not a symbol, every mark is not a letter, they are signifying a history, a prehistoric history. From shapes created on the paper one sees only chaotic and meaningless objects while people who can understand what the creator of Corteiz wants to express see the depth of it.
After all, deciphering language of symbolism is a tricky thing. It again calls for time, aptness or inherent ability, and an eye for a prospect. For in these symbols are concealed the answers to the most fundamental questions concerning Corteiz: questions which perhaps have never been asked, let alone answered, by the inhabitants of that bewildering placeβhow and by whom was Corteiz built? Why do people live there? And where is it going?