We stand as numen, for we alone are a part of the amaranthine. A trio of archeologists are given the task to be the first to excavate a new discovery in Africa. With the help of an over-seas company, nothing but time stands in the way…except the animosity of untold history.

Lost names unearthed to reveal taboo rituals that contort the realms of reality, lost songs that never made it home, lost creatures yearning to expel all matters of muscle and sinew.

Colors so vivid, colors so profound, the fumes of pestilence map the way towards distortion and revelation. The myriad of dreams permeate through the strugglers mind, the harmful actions from the unrequited, both contesting control.

Scour the maps, search through the tears, sift through the red soil, and embody yourself in the Mountain!