As twilight painted the sky in fiery hues, Brynhild and Orpheus found themselves at the entrance of a sprawling amusement park. The air thrummed with an electric energy, a symphony of screams, laughter, and carnival music that vibrated through the ground. Towering floodlights bathed the park in a kaleidoscope of colors, casting an almost dreamlike glow on the attractions that stretched out before them.
The entrance gateway was a flamboyant archway sculpted from dragons and mythical creatures, their scales shimmering under the colored lights. A carnival barker, his voice hoarse but enthusiastic, beckoned passersby, promising thrills and chills for all ages.
