Book 3- Prologue 1 ANGER, TRUTH AND LIES.

The heavens.

You know, the place where all good souls end up. Elysium; Atziluth.

It’s a place ever so beautiful, a place that surpasses human imagination.

There it stood, in all its glory, the Pearl Gates. Nothing is par to its elegances and size. Firmly in place between two walls which stretch on, out of sight on both sides.

The walls stood about a quarter above the size of the gates, bejeweled with carvings of unearthly proportions. Just above where the gates curve to meet, below the wall had a gigantic sculpture which was of the heads of the heavenly beasts with rows of wings.

The colossal structure shook the ground as it opened. A bright blinding light slipped through the gap growing bigger and brighter as it opened.

Behind the walls, was a city decorated by intricate architectural designs of buildings with streets of gold cleverly woven between the clusters of buildings.

The rooftops reflected the bright blue of daylight as a new day began for the ‘Heavenites’.

A sight to beho