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The Emporium

The Emporium was popular for decades, until it was coaxed to close. Still, abandoned like always, sitting in the city, untouched and ignored. No one minded and cared about the run-down Emporium anymore. Despite the dust in the glass display, Poppy wanted to venture further into the warm darkness of the Emporium.

 

CHAPTER ONE:

One foggy noon, Poppy happened to walk past the emporium, the door was not often open, but today, it was. She peeked into the inviting corridor, It was like any abandoned building, the wallpaper draped down from the brown walls, spindly cobwebs coiled from the roof. Poppy strode into the dusk, the floorboards creaked as she walked…

The Anywhere Emporium Seren y6

As she approached the Anywhere Emporium, Daisy stopped still. She stared at its gold-brick walls that seemed to shimmer and glitter. Her eyes fell upon the door. It was like no other she’d ever seen. It was small and wooden with a diamond doorknob but you could see no wood. For the door was encrusted with every jewel imaginable. Daisy felt herself being pulled by some sort of sorcery closer and closer. Finally, with her heart pounding and head spinning, she entered the shop…

The door of colours

Through the sky blue door, I saw a marshmallowy cloud float past me. I smelt seasalt spraying off the waves. I tasted a blueberry that fell from the sky.

Through the violet door, I heard a chirp from a purple humming bird that soared around my ears. I smelt sweet bubblegum that floated around the sky in bubbles. I saw a indigo moon that smiled down on me.

Through the page white door, I saw bright, white seagulls circle in the distance. I smelt white roses from a large bush nearby. I tasted a chip from the silver stars.

Go and open the door

Go and open the dusty brown door.

Maybe, you will see a field of crooked garden sheds.

Go and open the golden yellow door.

Maybe you will see the sun staring back at you.

Go and open the candyfloss pink door.

Maybe you will see pigs roaming around.

Go and open the crystal blue door.

Maybe you will see Neptune.

Behind The Door

Go and open the blue door,

maybe there is –
the vast ocean, stretching to the horizon,
the clear sky sitting calmly on a seat of fluffy clouds
or a blue bird singing a sweet melody.

Go and open the yellow door,
maybe there is a flood of buttercups swaying in the breeze,
a golden goblet filled with the finest wine
or a lioness ready to pounce.

Go and open the red door,
maybe there is a ring of fire,
one bucket of flaming molten lava
or a plump tomato on a tabletop.

 

Open the door

Go and open the yellow door. Maybe you’ll see the Queen bee strutting her stuff.

Go and open the green door. Maybe you’ll see a forest full every animal you can think of.

Go and open the blue door. Maybe you’ll see a sky full of fluffy clouds.

Go and open the brown door. Maybe you’ll see cocodidlidiles swinging from trees.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Go and open the door

Go and open the crimson door.

Maybe, you’ll find a field full of flaming poppies.

 

Go and open the purple door.

Maybe, you’ll find some violent presents dancing on the floor.

 

Go and open the pink door.

Maybe, you’ll find a bouquet of beautiful roses.

 

Go and open the indigo door.

Maybe, you’ll find the sea glistening in the evening sun.

 

Go and open the orange and yellow door.

Maybe, you’ll find a glorious sunset flying high in the sky.

 

Go and open the rainbow door.

Maybe, you’ll find a whole room full of coloured rain.

 

Go and open the green door.

Maybe, you’ll see fields full of aloe vera.

Go and open the door

Go and open the blue door. Maybe there is a ginormous blue wales, bubbling ocean or a school of tiny fish.

Go and open the green door. Maybe there is a bunch of dancing avocados, shinning emerald or a frog bouncing away.