
Kaantaa sat down on the branches nestling in as more gears and cogs turned lifting her up. There were no strings, chains or ropes so it was a great mystery on to how she got up there. Once up there it looked like a lounge pillows and furs everywhere with symbols on four post of the outer and inner walls. Though on the outside it just looked like four ordinary trees. She plopped down on a bunch of pillows Kaantaa reached over grabbing a box of sweets. The smell was intoxicating which stretched for miles. Though nobody ever thinks to look up well a few and they are welcomed if they do.