The narrow path was flanked by wild grass that clearly hadn't been tended to in years.
After a short walk, a secluded little courtyard came into view, instantly catching the eye.
The small enclosure sat amidst the noisy and majestic Imperial Palace, clashing with its surroundings.
Like a crane amongst chickens, it was immediately apparent that the courtyard was filled with a variety of blooming flowers, competing for beauty and fragrance. The scent of hundreds of flowers melded together, casting a unique and mystical aroma around the yard.
The tall trees grew lush and were sparsely scattered around, adding embellishments to the courtyard.
The Scabby Taoist's heart leaped with joy upon seeing the little courtyard. He always felt that the yard had a unique charm that became more comforting the longer one looked.
He cleared his throat softly, composed himself, and with a profound smile, asked, "Have we arrived?"
The two kids hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes!"