As soon as one enters under the awnings of the entrance of the Temple, one is wrapped in a sense of the presence of Kryqhokhalin, the Dragon. The sudden shade, the air pulled in hot from off the surrounding sands (there is a breeze created by the structure and design of the Temple itself, which acts as a vessel for the convection of air) rushing in past one to the interior, the lower-jaw-like ramp-- with its 'fangs', as shown!-- up into the Temple proper, the rustle and flap and billow of the tent fabric above, so suggestive of vast leathery wings... all of these factors combine to inspire reverence, awe, and fear of the Terror of Terrors, or Nkurukarin. Looking overhead, one sees the outlines of the bone-like figures on the covering canvas, dark against the more translucent portions of the fabric. The impression of being crouched over and swallowed by dragon-kind is inescapable.