You walk into a spacious room with a navy carpet. On the walls are many framed (moveing) photographs. In one, a tall, handsom thin man with dark brown hair strutts back and forth, showing off the small navy and white private plane behind him. On the side you read it's name "Alexandra".
On a levitating glass coffee table, you see several standing framed photos of a baby in pink blankets and clothes. The baby is very cute.
All the furniture is levitating, and the walls and sky are magiked into having twinkling stars. If feels like you're floating in outer space. You remember that Mrs. Starstrider used to teach astronomy.
"Have a seat," Mrs. Starstrider says to you, pointing to a star shaped bean bag chair that hovering two feet off of the ground. After you both are seated, a miniature house elf appears, carrying a tray of tea and treacle tarts.
"Thank you, Tyni," Mrs. Starstrider says, "you may go now and get yourself some too."
The little elf nodds quickly and scuttles off to the kitchen again.
"Tea?" Mrs. Starstrider asks you.
"Yes please," you say.
As Mrs. Starstrider pours the tea she comments, "So what did you want to talk to me about?" Back To The Entryway
