The land was scorching hot, hotter than a desert. It was like the sun slept there anytime night fell. There was no sand, just searing red-hot crystal, and even the mountain in the middle of the land wasn't spared. It might come as a shock to know that this place was cooler than Hell, but that isn't our focus… yet.
Vapor and steam rose from the molten ravines and rivers, giving the land a hot sense of strange beauty—literal and raw. Despite being nothing but rock and flame, the terrain held an unexplainable allure. This place was known as Mount Sinai, and the entire region pulsed with its essence. But unlike the barren mountain known to men, the true Mount Sinai existed in a mirror dimension, hidden from mortal eyes—for their own good.
Why?
