Kian looked around. The area appeared deserted, but he could see a house in the distance. Why was it there? Such a strange place to be.

It was large: far larger than any he had seen, though he had travelled far to get here from the village where he had lived for sixteen years.

He sighed. On Kian's back was a bag, but it was almost empty. It held only his dance shoes and some food, nothing more. The most important things, really.

Was that an open door, or was the light coming only from the windows? It was strange - not flickering like the light from a candle or a fire, but steady. Almost like daylight ... except that now it was night. This must be a house of wonders.

He quickened his pace. Maybe there would be somewhere for him to stay when he got there?

The End

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