The Sage of Fuccton's Tower

A tower of sand colored stone rises to the East, built over an ancient stream of consciousness. The stones are carved with the names of the great sages of the past, each a dusty gateway to the kingdom's lost wisdom, a flight of steeply descending stairs rising up to a glass-dark plain of perpetual night where the tower was first erected in memory of your missing family and their mysterious unknown fate lost to the sands of time, of incredible girth, veiny and throbbing in the abyssal night. In the highest of noons, a great cataclysm of darkness, yeehaw pardner, the wind in the willows speaks the name of the great sage now gone with the wind, the name of the wind on a swiftly tilting planet. Your choices will matter.