Corner of the universe.
The surface of a lifeless planet.
On the barren land swept by a superstorm stood a low building that theoretically should not exist, completely unaffected by its surroundings.
Viewed from different perspectives, this building would appear in different forms.
Perhaps as a castle, perhaps as a filthy blood pool, perhaps as the belly of a living creature, or perhaps as a concave surface of starlight.
For now, as perceived by a "human" brain structure:
The building corresponded to a bar in the American West.
Bursts of merry sounds were continuously emanating from inside, seemingly involved in some kind of game.
The hall was furnished with only a large wooden round table,
where eleven 'guests' sat around, with great differences in makeup, behavior, and features, seeming of the same species yet vastly differing.
Let's briefly describe some of their forms (all viewed from the human perspective):
