At the bottom of the stairs there was a wall with a small, flat hole in it. Gaia pulled the scissors out of her pocket and inserted them in the hole.

It’s a key, Julia screamed.

Gaia turned the scissors and the wall opened to a wooden stair that led to a still pool of water.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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