Despite staying for almost a month in the Round Dwelling, despite having been out of the place to the open field, Sara still could not find the exit. It was as though their house was a huge mirror maze that she could never escape.
Unlike then, she was no longer confined to a single room. She had access to freely roam around the place. It was such an odd house to begin with, as though the place was filled with magic. Her room was at the most bottom floor of them all, together with the kitchen, dining room and the living area.
She was still mesmerised and had yet to crack down on how the circle archway turned to be a functional door. In a hidden corner of the dining area, there was a climb of stairs that lead upstairs to where most of the kids' rooms.
Perhaps the place was fitted with enchantments, Sara was bewildered how each of the children would have a room of their room, personified according to their taste.
