The Place of CalmWould you visit a quiet forest?And find a colosseum maze before you?Does the entrance beckon the best?Or does the entrance say shoo?Will you go in?Once you start you can't get out,There is not resting inn,But you pout,Who are the heroes you heard about?Who have lived there?Would you give them a joyful shout?Or simply sit on their chair?Will you go inside?Maybe you do or notYou go for the risky side,Your heart beats a lot,But you went into this place of mirrors!A funhouse, a place you could run around in!A quiet place where you look intoThe mirrors and at the marked walls,Where the vines and moss grow on
41th Chronicle As they were in the portal, a rush of colors were seen before them as they felt like they were launched into oblivian. The rainbow of colors made them all dizzy and the constant gust of wind against them was actually irritating their own skin. Then the colors changed from bright shades of green, pink, orange, and, blue, to darker shades of green, gray, blue, and purple. One blink of an eye and they landed on solid ground, out of the color void and into a dark and dank entrance hall. Gorthilia and Dread had a chill run down as they stood there with the others. Glorabella noticed that Ian's breathing had shallowed and he seemed to be exci