10,000 worlds, suspended in a whirling gyrus like glass spheres caught in a Whirlpool
The exquisite observatory, counting away the obscure purpose of its construction
How big does a planet need to be to be considered a world, anyway?
A conscientious eye tyrant, enduring the scorn of his kind, focusing his prodigious intellect on banishing a persistent mystery
PS If there's one thing I love as much as dungeons, it's planets, and this one's both!