Hello traveler(or travelers) of the world of web. Come and rest in my garden. Follow the path to the interior of the garden.
The moon slowly rises above the silver clouds, her pale, ivory light lit a smooth stone path. A soft fresh breeze brushes against your clothing, ruffling your hair. You step upon the stone path and let the moonlight and fresh breeze guide you down the path.
After a short walk, you reach a tall, blue-patterned wall. On the strange wall hung a beautiful piece of tapestry. You reach forward and suddenly fall into the wall.