#DomeSecret

[bennusimurgh]

The Dome's Mystery: Forbidden Inscriptions

In the very heart of the city stood a massive dome. Its surface was smooth, reflecting the clouds and surrounding buildings, creating an illusion of a mirrored ocean. It was an architectural marvel, the stuff of legends.

Beneath this dome, it was whispered, a secret lay dormant. Some whispered of an ancient order, guarding age-old artifacts. Others believed it was a portal to another realm. Yet no common townsfolk were permitted to approach, let alone touch, its enigmatic surface.

Today, however, there was a change. The dome's surface was marred with an inscription: PLPTN DCKHD.

Two high-ranking officials found themselves beside the anomaly, their conversation a mix of confusion and concern:

First Official (distinguished by the number of wings on a crown above his head): "We must cover this up! What do these letters signify? Where is the respect for the grand design?"

Second Official (with a similar crown): "It seems an attempt to avoid vowels. The message is concise, but who is this Palpatin and why..."

First Official: "It doesn't matter! Rules are rules. And the author?"

Second Official: "Over there. Preparing for punishment - to cover their 'artwork'."

First Official: "Harsh... But rules are rules."

Second Official: "Yet, strangely, they've acquired a pass."

First Official: "Who granted these ignoramuses the right to choose? Only the Council of 12 can."

Second Official: "Or perhaps on the 13th floor... What have they decided?"

First Official: "Currently, a red line from left to center and lightning from the top right, with a green line beginning on the right. Though the decree states: actions on, in, under, and above the dome are forbidden!"

Second Official: "Drawing on the dome isn't explicitly prohibited."

First Official: "Must we convene the council again?"

Second Official: "We've amended plenty. Caution is required."

First Official: "I'm relieved the bill prohibiting bill discussions was declined. Otherwise, we'd be aiding them."

Second Official: "But the dome's interior? It remains a mystery. We require a safety-check."

First Official: "Yet, they remain sentient."

Second Official: "Concerning, indeed."

A pause.

Second Official: "I've always pondered the dome's true nature. Anyone attempting entry undergoes strange consciousness shifts."

First Official: "Maybe the dome has every answer, or perhaps a secret not meant for ordinary eyes."

Second Official: "We must uncover the truth. A chosen group, perhaps, to infiltrate the dome. But we should converse with the inscription's creators. They might possess the mystery's key."