Dreamwriter

Liliana hurried out of Miss Stalerart shop knowing that more work might be handed to her if the seamstress caught her. As soon as she got out she went right up to the castle gates and stared longingly at the beuty of the castle like she did every day at the end of work. The castle was an elegant white that shimmered off of the sun. The windows were light blue and matched the wonderful mote. The most magnificent feature of the castle though was the doors. The doors were silver with gold handle bars. The doors opened to something new and facinating, something no commoner had seen before. The doors had a meaning, a purpose, and definetley was what caught every comoners attention, not only Lilianas.
Clash! Suddenly the beutiful gates that Liliana was looking through opened. Surprised she moved out of the way. Several white horse pulling a carrage purly made of gold went through the gates and up to the doors. . Everyone waited ever so patiently for someone to come out.