*the world shimmers and changes.

you are in a small round open courtyard. a clear sunflower motif has been stamped into the white stone walls. there's glassy blue sky overhead. it's cool here, verging a little into chilly. the trees grow in a circle of bare earth.

there is a small clock hung on the oak tree, and a keyhole still present in the trunk. the white key is in your hand.*

three full-length mirrors hang on the walls, equally spaced*