Post by keiratavin on Jul 19, 2005 13:53:28 GMT -5
The girl strode into the castle from a side entrance, and ducked into a small closet. she was slightly disheveled, for it was not easy to scale a virtually flat stone wall, run through a patch of thorns, and pick the lock of a heavily bolted door in a stifling dress all the while carrying a pack that was over half of her weight. She attempted to smooth her hair, gently rebraiding it and coiling it back into a bun. She cursed under her breath as she examined a large tear in the fabric. "Ah, well, life goes on." she said, thinking outloud. She then picked up her pack, and exited the closet. She gasped as she took in the hallway. The ceiling was enormously high, with crystal chandeleirs dangling every few feet. Ornate mirrors caught the glittering chandeleirs and reflected back dancing patterns of light. Sun came through from several large windows, which were draped in rich red velvet, and the floor was of the finest marble. The walls were a rich reddish gold, and accented by fine tapestries and oil paintings. Delicate tables were sprinkled through the hallway, and held various silver and gold trinkets. She paused to admire a gold box, that played a beautiful song when wound. I the walls there were built in niches that held candles in delicately wrought holders. Exotic plants lined the walls ocassionally. There were many doors along the hallway, all of dark, highly polished wood, with golden handles. She resisted the urge to peak into every room, and continued to look for someone of authority.