In the room of paint,

whatever I touched turned into my favourite colour.

In the room of clouds,

I relaxed in the fluffiness and fell asleep.

In the room of candy,

I felt sick and I had a sugar rush.

In the room of nature,

I could grow anything I liked.

In the room of wind,

it blew me over.

In the attic of fire,

everything was burnt and I didn’t dare to step in.

In the room of brightness and darkness,

the angels and devils fought.