Zayden glanced around. If this was a room, it was like nothing he had ever seen before. The walls seemed to be made of gold, decorated with brightly coloured flowers. All around, small creatures like fireflies flew around giving off light, making the room glow with a magical haze. Under his feet was soft moss and overhead was a ceiling of blue sky—or was it sky? How he had gotten into this place Zayden had no idea, for he seemed to have come into it through the floor!
He stared round in confusion and saw the girl through the half-light. She was sitting on a small mound in the centre of the room, although Zayden could not see very clearly as the walls were moving around and in and out as if in a blur. He wondered whether he was dreaming.
The girl was holding something in her hands, examin
