Chapter

“My name is Mr Lucire,” he said glaring at Lilly. Lilly started to head for the door. “This is MY book of amazements, but don’t open it again ever again!!!” Mr Lucire said with a stern voice.

A bit later, he waved his hand and disappeared behind the curtain. Lilly had to open the book now. As she turned the pages she came across a blank one. Something was begging her to speak to it. So she started to talk. “You see a muddy path that leads to a ladder attached to a tree if you go up theres a massive tree house,” she also said the thing she desired the most. After that, she saw a glowing line start to appear Lilly feels obliged to follow it. Lilly finds herself at a red door she turns the handle and takes a step in.

As she steps in Lilly take a deep breath and hears Capuchin monkeys scream, parrots chirp, and elephants toot. Just as Lilly had said there was a muddy path, she walked along it and could just about see a ladder in the distance.

Prologue 

Man hasn’t discovered everything. The anything emporium was like this. 

Even though, come spring the scent chocolate eggs of all colours and size would make your mouth duel as you walked passed. Even though books of wisdom, character and unusual, unbelievable stories waiting to be told were sat there. Even though, potions, remedies of craziest scents were there.

No one ever came. The jet black door frame and ebony handle the unwelcoming onyx shadows lurking around the corner scared anyone away. Except Lilly…

Chapter 1 

Every day Lilly would walk past your mysterious building one Monday morning the door was open a crack. Lilly pulled back the door and stepped in.

Everywhere she looked it made her gasping wonder. She could see a bat hanging from the jewel embedded baby mobile. As she peered up to watch the nimble bats set off, Lily noticed the milky way like ceiling and bright bulging walls. Lilly glanced up at a book, filled with childhood memories and precious secrets. She stared up in wonder, at the beautiful hand-painted china doll and a small antique pram. Lilly gazed at a shelf of peculiar potions, seagrass and lime, raspberry and lemon powder. She herd continuing chirps of canaries, benevolent buzzing bees and musical melodies. But, the thing that caught her attention was a brown leather book. While Lilly turned thr pages, her head was overwhelming with ideas.

“I see you have been enjoying the read of my Book Of Amazements.” Lilly jumped and clamped the book shut. She peered up at the tall man and took a wild guess that it was the owner. Sat on his shoulder was the bat. When the man smiled, his teeth glistened like pearls.
“The shop was closed,” the man said trying to sound polite.
“Oh, but the door was open,” Lilly said, beginning to sweat.

If I were a yellow door,
I would lead you to,
Paths of pansy petals,
The scent of lemon tea,
Or shelves of bees honey.

If I were a red door,
I would give you,
Ruby red roses,
Bight ripe cherry’s,
Or freshly baked red velvet cakes.

If I were  a blue door
I would show you,
Shining seaside shells,
Fields of fairy thimble flowers,
Or blue wales dancing in the depths.

If I were a green door,
I would sing you,
A budgie’s sweet call,
A mantis’s melody,
Or a cricket’s continuing chirp.

If I were a purple door,
I would give you,
A bright basket of alliums,
Washed up mermaid scales
Or fresh lavender grapes.

If I were a pink door,
I would lead you to,
Fields of tulips,
A summer’s sunset,
Or cherry blossom falling. 

In the room of cards
I chased Aces all day.

In the room of trees,
I climbed up to the land of spells.

In the room of mirrors,
I saw my hearts one desire.

In the room of suns,
my skin became as red as roses.

In the room of plants,
my hair transformed into vines.

In the room of oceans,
I mutated into a mermaid.