Omori Staircase 소설 & 이야기

The house was still silent as I slipped into the hall down the stairs, finally able to look at the house. It had the tallest ceiling I had ever seen, decorated by the most gorgeous crown moulding. Walking down the spiral staircase, I noticed another one to my right. They both led up to the second floor and met in the middle in an imperial staircase style. I held onto the wooden barrister and felt how smooth it was against my fingers. The mansion was immaculate with white sparkling marbles. I swallowed deeply. Everything was so large, large and expensive. Overwhelmed beyond relief, I considered going back to the room.

Concrete steps lead downwards. ‘I didn’t know this place had a basement,’ he mouthed to Miller. ‘It’s got that and more,’ Miller mouthed back, and stepped onto the stairway. Elmo reluctantly followed when the old man was lost to view. The stairs gave way to a long corridor with stark white, featureless walls. Every ten or so metres there were doors with plastic pull-handles that added to the clinical landscape. ‘Building more than a scout hut, this lot were,’ Miller breathed.

She would try her best to leave this place as soon as she can. She followed after Naim, who escorted her inside the house. A small foyer led into the receiving room where there is a grand staircase that leads to the upper floor. The house is wide area-wise with only two floors. Rose would have loved to stay in this place if she would have come here under different circumstances. But she has other pressing things occupying her mind now. Naim took a right as soon as they finished ascending the staircase. They both walked in the lavishly decorated corridor with rooms on either side. Small expensive-looking chandeliers are hanging in the corridors, and the walls have carvings in what looks like

I hadn't seen the need to change into something other than that because I'd assumed that it was still early and the house was evidently still at sleep. I wasn't wrong for that assumption, so I thought. Stepping out of the room, I was hit by such an alarming wave if serenity, there was nobody in sight, not even a maid from the previous night. Walking down the stairs, with the help of the navigator my supposed “nightmare” had provided, it felt as though I was an infinitesimally minute entity in such a human-swallowing palatial. I hadn't noticed the previous night, but the house was finished interiorly with a bougie classic taste. The stairs, snaked in a curve that rolled down towards the below

Kai said sweetly. I turned down a small corridor, spotting a small staircase that curved around, disappearing behind a wall. I began my ascent of the stairs, following the curving staircase around. The staircase was narrow, and the steps were steep, so I placed my hands against the stone wall to steady myself and stop myself from tumbling backwards.

His aura resembled that of a tiger, with yellow-black stripes, making it difficult at first glance to distinguish whether he was human or tiger. His movements were agile as he darted through the jungle at astonishing speed. In less than ten minutes, Richie arrived at the foot of the spire. Before him stretched a long staircase that ascended directly to the mountaintop, its end obscured from view. The entire staircase was carved from stone, with each step engraved with the names of warriors from Novena who had fought valiantly and died on the frontier battlefield against Dragoria. He gazed at these names, then bowed respect, and began to run up the stone steps toward the mountain summit.

"Do not tell me you're the legendary…" "Was, now, I'm yours." "All you need to do is follow the stairs." "The stairs…" "Yes." "But, I can't see them." "Think about them." The stairs started appearing. Leading into all direction, some of them were up while some of them were upside down. VII

He had to admit that seeing Natalie's eyes like that made him very uncomfortable. "That's right, the elevator just broke down, and they were the only ones taking the stairs." "Moreover, new love and old love, there is no surveillance equipment on this staircase, who knows if someone just wants to vent their anger." "But no matter what, she can't push someone down the stairs, it's too cruel." "..." Lily heard everyone talking. She bit her lip with a resentful expression, but still looked at Natalie with a proud gaze. She had already asked; this staircase was known as the romantic staircase of the banquet hall.

Each step was covered in intricate carvings of some ancient symbol. On either side of the staircase stood statues of the Four Celestials—the Oracle, the white tiger, the Vermillion Bird, and the White Aegis. Aria lifted the lamp higher, revealing the statues in greater detail. The Oracle's body curved along the wall, its scales layered like gleaming armor. It looked as though it might spring from the wall at any moment. Meanwhile, the white tiger bristled with power. Its muscles were coiled, fangs bared, and front paws poised to strike. Every stripe and ripple of fur was captured in astonishing detail.

The floating lanterns in the chamber beyond brightened all at once. The entire city seemed to awaken another step. Corin looked toward the opening. His grip tightened around his lantern staff. "Mira..." She nodded before he finished. "I know." Neither of them looked afraid. Only humbled. Like pilgrims standing before something sacred. The opening widened until a spiral staircase became visible. Unlike the last staircase, this one wasn't carved from stone. It seemed woven from light itself. Golden strands intertwined to form each step. Each railing. Each curve. It looked impossibly delicate.