your legs felt weak. Bare. The breeze danced around you, as the trees in the mountains doing little to help stop the wind.

in the distance, you see a palace of some sort. It looks old and empty, as you quickly go there for shelter.

upon arriving inside, the place is larger then it looks on the outside. Large overhead paintings, unused candles, as a dusty rug under her feet. There were many hallways around, with dusty windows that shined from the sun.

as you traveled the halls, you finally get into a big room.. with a ball of webs hanging from the ceiling. In a flash, a cookie, massive and ten times your size, towers over you.

A pale cookie with white dough, and long hair, looks down at you with no emotion, with an unknown expression on her face. You couldn’t tell if it was hostility or peace.

“Why do you dare step into the Ivory Pagoda??” she said, in a strong , yet commanding voice. The voice seemed to made the room shake.