Skywheel Audience

<h2></h2><br /> <br /> <strong>Two robed pilgrims stand on a wind‑carved stairway as a colossal cobalt sphere, etched like a star map, hovers between canyon spires.​<br /> Dust and mist braid the warm sandstone with the orb’s glacial light, turning the path into a quiet procession toward an impossible oracle.</strong><br /> <br /> <em></em><br /> <strong></strong><br /> <br />