As The Stories Unfold...(Intermission)

May 30, 7:22 am, Nevada, USA

I lounged on my throne, my knee propped up on the arm rest as I scrolled through my phone. The bright, white light of the chandelier danced on the glass floor below me, shining and shimmering. The torches around me burned yellow, and yet the chandelier managed to somehow reflect it back as white light. I knew that it was due to the magic symbols carved onto the glass on the chandelier, but that didn't stop it from shining brilliantly. It was a beautiful sight, one I had never seen before. Not in this world, or my previous one.