Novel & Cerita Omori Staircase

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

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.

Alsie POV- I walked up the four porch stairs and opened the wood door with the wrought iron fixtures and entered the foyer. The cabin is a two-story cabin with a floating wood staircase that leads up to the second level. I turned and started to go up the stairs first. “Um, no ma’am. You will tour your new home in the proper manner.” Osiris said as he guided me to the kitchen and dining area. “Bossy much?” I asked as I laughed.

She whispers before running towards the dowager. I follow them silently in the grand corridors, keeping a respectful distance and observing with wide eyes. The castle of Orizon is a labyrinth of halls and chambers, each more impressive then the last. We pass through a grand hall with a soaring ceiling and chandeliers that drips with crystal. Eventually, we make it to a broad staircase with balustrades that are carved with the shapes of mythical creatures. The dowager ascends with a poise of someone who has done so countless times, and I follow, careful to maintain composure despite being nervous.

I turn back and descend the stairs. I manage to cross two floors without interacting with any danger but just as I turn for the last floor I stop. I peek around the stairs and see 2 guards of the enemy hiding. Their ill intentions are clear, they are hiding by the stairs and shooting at the Moretti guards. The rod in my hand feels heavy, I tighten my grip on it, with hush steps I walk behind them.

Pregnancy is a delicate moment when you can't be wounded, can't get near to your lover, and can't endure cerebral stimulation. Carlo had the entire third floor of the staircase thickly carpeted and all the areas of the villa with right-angled edges fitted with anti-bump corners. The scene of her deliberate fall down the stairs was still engraved in his mind. He has had a deep fear of stairs ever since. In the days when Cynthia collapsed, he would see her in a vision standing at the top of the stairs, her body falling down.

Thing is, while the building did have six floors, they actually only extended from the wall to a quarter across the almost stadium size length of the space in a semicircle that held what looked like three sitting rooms, three receiving rooms, bedrooms too numerous to count, a giant study connected to four smaller studies, an in-house office, and other rooms that Megan couldn't identify their purpose. All the floors were connected to curved, hardwood-panel staircases at the edges. Well, all of them except for the last floor which housed the in-house office and was only accessible by a private elevator. Probably Ricardo's way of ensuring that his secret things remained secret, Megan thought an

Today being Saturday, she did not have to go to office, so she could use this day for house hunting and looking out for new openings online. Mahira finally stepped out of the room and was further zapped Stepping out on the passage she looked to her right and left, to her right were 2 doors and to her left were another 4 doors facing each other, she assumed they must be bedroom doors, a little to her left was a staircase, It was covred with glass panels on its sides , she walked towards it, looking down into a big hall with super large french windows all around. Everything looked and felt so balanced, so zen, she smiled as she took to the stairs, her heart felt light and happy as Tama was at

"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