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Prologue
Some people hide things from the world that are great or they show it off but no people arrive or peer through the door but there are some places great and small. Some places have attention and some don’t have attention they love or hate it or people don’t bother to look.
The Wonder Emporium was like that.

Even though, there where things beyond your imagination candies that make your tongue never want to have any thing else other than candies with a serving of smooth filling of strawberries.
Even though, there were toys scattered on the walls.
Even though, books were filled with secrets of the past.
Even though, treasures were in side the building.
Even though, not one foot from the world stepped inside.

But no one ever entered.
No one that is until Jack.

Chapter 1 The Wonder Emporium
Looking at the battered door Jack grabbed the handle with a shiver stepping down is spine the lower the handle got more the shiver was spreading from head to tow finally he open the door then he stepped inside.

Crystals all sort of colours lit up the room that covered it with a rainbow and lit up the room with a sparkles. Toy plans, candy every where, a ice skating ring, a crystal lake and snow globes any where and more. But what really caught his attention was a leather cased book he opened a book to a page the word were moving into place on page like a jigsaw puzzle to be able to read.

A booming voice erupted from the shadows” I see you found my book of creations.” Deep blue eyes peered through the shadows a silver suit shimmered away the darkness. With a blast of light a stair case appeared behind him every thing started to move around the a red carpet was under him and he was surrounded by corridors and stair cases.

Go and open the treasure door, maybe there is gold shimmering in the sunset and rubies reflected of the surrounding stone walls.

Through the door of ice I found icicles frozen to the ceiling staring at every one that came.

Through the blue door, You will see water and flying fish gliding through the water like a jet ski.

Through the door of fire, you will see lava drip from the roof as volcanos erupted ferociously.

Through the door of snow and flames you will see fire licking the snow boiling under your feet.

Through the door of nature forests wistfully stared out of the room.

Go and open the treasure door, maybe there is gold shimmering in the sunset and rubies reflected of the surrounding stone walls.

Through the door of ice I found icicles frozen to the ceiling staring at every one that came.

Through the blue door, You will see water and flying fish gliding through the water like a jet ski.

Through the door of fire, you will see lava drip from the roof as volcanos erupted ferociously.

Through the door of snow and flames you will see fire licking the snow boiling under your feet.

Through the door of nature forests wistfully stared out of the room.