You've found yourself in a locus umbrosus; or, a shadowed place.
Perhaps it's the opposite of a liminal space, or maybe it's adjacent to one. Maybe it is one.
Modernity has tried to remove all enchantment from the world and man's encounter with it; VMBROSVS, as I've found it, is a grotto deep in the glade, hidden from the frenzied dichotomies of ideology and the spirits of the mundus in decay.
I am simply its caretaker, a lone mage in the tower, discerning the voice of God.
+JMJ