A Walk Away from the Park

Mr. Dillion's hurried footsteps echoed through the imposing gray halls of the palace, each stride driven by a sense of urgency that allowed no room for pause or hesitation. General Firoh, as his true title indicated, had summoned him, and in such matters, there was no room for dawdling. For those in positions of power, time was a precious commodity, and the consequences of delay weighed far heavier than a simple annoyed sigh.

To an outsider, the labyrinthine corridors might have appeared as a nightmarish maze, a convoluted path leading to chaos. However, for Mr. Dillion, who was steeped in the culture and traditions of this place, the palace's grand architecture held a certain mastery of design that he found awe-inspiring. Each archway, every ornate detail, spoke of craftsmanship that transcended mere functionality. It was a testament to the palace's significance as a place of power and intrigue.