Imagine standing on the bank of a peaceful river. The water flows gently toward the sea. Birds chirp. It’s calm. Then, from the distance, a low rumble begins. The sound grows—like thunder rolling down a tunnel. And suddenly, a single, massive wave comes surging upriver, flipping direction like some ancient force just changed its mind. Welcome to the tidal bore of the Yatsushiro Sea.

Imagine walking through a forest—only instead of trees, it’s a maze of colossal stone columns, each etched with sacred symbols, each one whispering stories from over 3,000 years ago. That’s the Temple of Karnak, a place where time folds in on itself and the divine still seems just a step away.