You step onto a high-gloss, black tile floor. Twelve polished steel arches, three per wall, define this immense neo-gothic space.
Tapestries cover the silver-mirrored walls.
Ancient weavings were when the warp crosses the weft the web they create mystifies the eye with its depth of illusion. Things pop out at you, eyes follow you, you can almost hear the mystic animals bleating and braying, speaking and singing. Sparsely furnished, but very impressive. To the South you see the entrance to Temple's Tower .