With the revision of Book 1 completed and Book 2 now making steady progress, I’ve decided to provide little snippet teasers to keep you going until the releases are public. You can sign up for my newsletter at the bottom of this page.
“Have you had a tour of the school yet?”
I look at her with confusion, is she serious? I mean really, how much of a ‘tour’ can possibly be involved?!
She grins at the look on my face, “I didn’t think so,” she says. “Well please, allow me.” With that she opens the door for me and with a grand sweeping gesture invites me in.
Wow, I thought, she obviously hasn’t travelled much – she seems awfully proud of this quaint little school. I step inside to a modest foyer. It’s certainly pretty. As I glance around I see many plants filling every possible nook, the paint looks relatively new and it’s very bright and cheerful. Straight across from the main entrance is a large set of double doors, to the left is a counter to the main office and to the right are the bathrooms. It doesn’t even look like there’s a separate lunchroom.
My new friend Sylaera watches me intently. “Well,” she says, “what do you think?!” She gives a little giggle and skips off towards the large set of double doors without waiting for my answer. I follow her shaking my head – oh my, this is going to be an interesting day. With one graceful, swift and grandiose motion she pushes the double doors wide open, sweeps inside, spins in a circle and stops to face me with her arms spread wide like a “Y”. “Now what do you think?!” she asks softly.
I’m stunned, my jaw falls open and I’m frozen in place.
Before me is the most amazing sight of greenery and flowers I’ve ever seen. It’s like an indoor enchanted garden and it’s massive. It’s circular in shape, there’s a wide slate path around the outside and the center is a flowerbed surrounding a waterfall. Even the ceiling and walls are covered in creeping vines displaying flowers of the most incredibly vibrant colors. Small finch-like birds dart around playfully. There are butterflies everywhere I look, not in swarms, but just one or two every time I focus my eyes on another plant. Stone benches and tables are scattered throughout. I inhale deeply letting the gentle fragrances fill my senses.
Never have I seen anything as beautiful in my life – never mind in a school!
“What is this place?” I murmur softly, in utter awe.
“This is our courtyard – it serves as our lunch room and several… special classes are held here,” Sylaera says proudly.
It takes a moment for her words to sink in. “You mean… there’s more?!” I stare at her. “How is this even possible? I just came through the tiny entrance. What is it, some kind of magic or something? Seriously, how can something this huge and beautiful on the inside be disguised by such a small and plain entrance?” My brain simply can’t process what I’m seeing.