The floor was like the ground outside, but between each tile was grout. The ceiling was made of glass, just as my room had been, and to my left was a bathroom. It wasn t your traditional bathroom though. The toilet paper was a rolled up leaf, and the sink was a fountain of water. Pictures of fairies were carved into it, and I recognized all of them, Aunt Marcy, Aunt Miriam, my mother, Elisabeth, Lily, and me. A shower of rain fell from a leaf which hung off of the wall.

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