[Hogwarts Between] Fw: Re: Exploring the Train

[Patrick McCartney]

>  > All around them small torches went ablaze filling the train
> car with
> light allowing them to see everything.
>
> The torches were not ordinary torches.  The flames were
> changing color,
>  > and each was changing into its own pattern of colors.  The
> pattern of
> changes made the colors not flash on and off but drift
> around the room.
>
> Ahead, towering over them by at least two feet, a chocolate
>  > fountain
> gushed as it became active.  Since Paloma was next to it,
> some of the
> chocolate splashed onto her shirt.  Some chocolate fell
> onto the
> dazzlingly red thick carpet which covered the entire floor.
>  >
> On their left and right thick puffy couches lined the
> walls.  Each
> couch was a different color:  red, blue, green, yellow,
> orange, and
> pink.  On each couch were books, robes, hats, papers, candy
>  > wrappers,
> and other items.
>
> Between each couch was a small round table with a very
> large bowl on
> top.  Above each bowl was a fat faucet which looked like it
> was made
>  > for a three inch wide garden hose.  Each faucet came to
> life at the
> same time pouring different candies into each of the bowls:
> Berti
> Botts, lemon drops, gummy babies, candy covered chocolates,
>  > peanut
> brittle, and others that they did not know.
>
> Music with a strong beat came from the walls.  Guitar rifts
> and drum
> solos took turns.  Familiar melodies and chord progressions
>  > ran past
> them.
>
> On the far end of the train car was a large painting that
> filled almost
> the entire wall.  There were about a dozen people in the
> painting, and
> they seemed to be acting out a play.
>  >
> The smells of cinnamon and strawberries filled the air.
>
> The door slammed shut behind them.
>
>Paloma just stood there in amazment until the door shut behind
> them, then
> she turned to face the door and stared at it for about 10 seconds.
> then
> faced the chocolate foutain with her mouth open(Paloma loves
> chocolate).
>
>After tasting the chocolate first, Seluna walked over to the
> painting. It
> seemed so real. Whoever made this must have been a great artist.
>
> The people in the painting stopped and turned to look at Seluna.
>
> "Please withhold your applause until the end of the play, please,"
> said the
> tallest one.
>
> The then resumed their play.
>
> Seluna stood, dumbfounded. Then she got an idea. "What play is it?"
> she
> asked, hoping that they would answer again.
> 

The tall man looked at her.  "The Goblin of Venice," he ansered.