Although this item looks much like the globes made by cartographers on many planes, its features do not match those of any known world. In fact, the features seem to occasionally change, as if some internal force was reshaping it. It has even been said to suddenly dissolve into a solid sphere without any features whatsoever, only to rebuild the strange map over the following weeks. The whole globe is encased in glass with strange runes etched into it, and mounted on an ornamental stand.

The globe is in fact the only remaining representation of the lost plane Zelira, and the changes are caused by Zelira's Worldsoul, which is trapped within. After the destruction of its home, the essence of Zelira was flung into the Blind Eternities, somehow retaining its character, even as its purpose was lost. It entered into another plane, and not knowing how to live without its home, it sought to force this plane into the image of Zelira. The plane wasof a completely different shape and structure, however, and Zelira's attempts to reshape it instead broke it apart, practically destroying the entire plane. Disgusted with the weakness of the project, the Soul of Zelira ventured once again into the Blind Eternities, seeking another place to establish as its new home. For years it wandered from plane to plane, sometimes being ousted either by powerful mages or a native Worldsoul, sometimes destroying the plane as it did with its first attempt, and sometimes affecting real changes, but never being satisfied with the result, and leaving the plane warped into a strange amalgamation of its natural state and the terrain of Zelira.

Finally, a crafty planeswalker identified what Zelira's true nature was, and devised a plan to trap and contain it. He crafted a miniature artificial plane, a clean canvas for the Worldsoul to work on. As he was one of the only beings alive who had ever sat foot on the plane, he was able to make his artificial version similar in many ways, despite being at such a small scale. Next he lured the Soul of Zelira into his creation, and sealed it, along with a thin layer of Æther, in a magically reinforced glass case, which allowed him to bring the entire miniature plane with him into other planes on his travels. Frustrated, Zelira's Worldsoul has turned its attention to turning its prison into a perfect representation of its lost home, but perfection is impossible, and it is never satisfied.

The planeswalker is long gone, and his possessions are scattered across the planes. The Globe, and the Soul within it, are lost, passed between collectors and scholars across the planes. Although the Worldsoul cannot escape the Globe's wards, it is said to have driven several of it's owners mad, instilling in them the need to reshape their world into the image of the Globe. Fortunately for the Multiverse, they have all been contained, and the Globe passed to new hands, before it could convince any of them to break its glass prison, and once again set it free to continue its search for a suitable plane to warp into its own reflection. If that day ever comes, may Fate smile upon us, and let the Soul of Zelira go another way.