Kinako had always been curious and her sister ( named Kauro ) had always warned her about the world and what was beyond the reefs. One morning, when Kinako was walking down Perch road, she saw something abnormal.
In the big busted brown brick wall, Kinako saw a white door, covered in layers of snowflakes, as cold as a dog’s nose, with a handle shaped like a Phoenix’s head and body. Gently, she turned the handle and it creaked open.
As she went in, it was filled with wondrous things she wanted to feel and touch, to one side a bowl of diamonds, emeralds and obsidian glistened appealingly in the sunset, it’s colours glittering like gems. On one counter, she saw china dolls singing, roses running away from a watering can and bamboo sticks swinging from the ceiling, like she was in a forest.
” I see you have found my book of marvels ,” boomed a voice. It was as deep as an old, boozy cake that had been sitting in the fridge for 9 weeks. Kinako dropped her mouth open, in total fear. She ran out!