Enchanted Fury

As I stepped into the west wing, I was instantly enveloped by a scent so sweet it was almost magical. The enchanted garden was unlike anything I had ever seen. The air shimmered with a gentle glow, and the garden seemed to breathe with life.

Bright flowers of every conceivable color bloomed in perfect harmony, their petals glowing softly as if kissed by moonlight. Vines with delicate, iridescent leaves twisted around elegant trellises, and butterflies with wings like stained glass flitted lazily among the blossoms. The ground was covered in a soft, velvety moss that squished pleasantly beneath my feet.

"Wow," I breathed, taking it all in. "This place is... incredible."

Lisa's face lit up with delight. "I know, right? It's like stepping into a fairy tale."

I walked further into the garden, my eyes wide with wonder. "Who even thought of this?"