Raz was a boy of immesurable curiosity and mischief, as often happens when children are left to their own devices for some time. It was an early June day, meaning, it was both early in the day, and a day in early June. Raz had just climbed in through a low window, and stood staring out at the room with breathless awe. You see, he was not the most athletic, and he had never seen a room much bigger than his local theater (which happened to be the size of a small house). The room, a waiting room of some sort (though I'm not completely sure, I never spent much time there), stood dark and dusty despite the intruder.
Dear reader, if I may interrupt again, I must tell you something very important
To end this chapter, if you need help a path forward, I will give you a riddle:
Where in Wilembary,
A room, I guarantee,
Can it be happy or sad or really, very scary
Unless you can not see?
It has many stories,
Yet is no taller than the rest.
It tells of many glories,
Many times redressed.
It answers not when spoken to,
Says not a word to me or you.
Here time and space and history
Are anything but a mystery.
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