The ball read
Sylvia The Amazing World Juggler (717)-747-4434
I dialed the number, perhaps out of morbid curiosity. An answering machine picked up "Green Witch Glass has been closed for business." I was intrigued. I got on a computer and looked up Green Witch Glass.
The street address of the place was 3193 Maple Street.
It seemed like such a normal name, but it seemed odd that there would be so many buildings in such a small sounding area. Even weirder, there was no city, state, or country listed. There was a Maple Street nearby that I knew of though, but it was tiny.
I walked through Maple Street paying close attention to numbers, when right between 12 and 13, I saw, where there had once been an alley way, a very thin, brick, building with an even thinner doorway with no doorknob, but a small gold 3193.
At this point I was a little bit freaked out, but I tried to stay calm and knocked on the door. On impact, the door creaked open to reveal a dark room, much larger than anything that should've fit in the building. I squeezed myself through the door, for once feeling lucky for my small body. The door shut behind me. I waited for my eyes to adjust, and when they did, a crystal ball on a purple pillow appeared in the center of the room. My curiosity got the best of me and I walked towards the seemingly glowing object. Before I knew what had happened, I felt my hand run across the cold, smooth surface of the orb. It lit up a light bluish colour and then a woman walked into view.
It was Sylvia.
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Immortal
FantasyAmbrose and his twin sister Charlotte came to earth from a very different world when they were just six years old. The only thing binding them to this dimension is the green stones that they wear around their necks.
