Here inside, strange music echoed round the walls from several places at the same time. Where were the musicians? I looked around, distracted by more curiosities. The roof was built with varying heights and angles. Only magic could be supporting it! Strange artefacts emitted sound and light. Oil lamps were attached to the roof, their flames burning downwards. A square object, fixed to the wall, flashed light and colour. Images that made no sense to me.
My eyes swept the room studying the other patrons. Abruptly my gaze stopped on the people at the next table. Not people! This was an image in a vertical sheet of solid water. Like a deep pool standing upright against the wall. It reflected my contact and me at our table with perfect clarity. His image smiled at me and I turned to look at him.
He wore curious jewellery – circles of crystal before his eyes, and a decorative bracelet on his wrist. It was leather, inlaid with a charm – a gold disk covered in crystal. He was obviously proud of his trinket because he kept admiring it.
Time was short. I had so much to ask but knew not where to begin. I understood so little of what I saw. Who were these people, with their gestures, their abrupt movements and their bright unfamiliar colours I could never describe? What were so many of the objects I could not recognise? In the end, I asked about the food.
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