first entrance
The Front Door opens onto daylight. Cherry trees, flowering bushes, a koi pond and bonsai trees could be glimpsed behind the man in the doorway. He wears a dark suit and tie, with nothing out of the ordinary in his looks. He could be any one of a million businessmen found in cities everywhere.
He starts to walk forward, stops in surprise at what he sees. Behind him, the door remains visible. He doesn't look back as yet..
"When did we put a bar in the gardens?" It's not a complaint by any means. One could suspect he approves--and wishes he'd thought of it first.
He starts to walk forward, stops in surprise at what he sees. Behind him, the door remains visible. He doesn't look back as yet..
"When did we put a bar in the gardens?" It's not a complaint by any means. One could suspect he approves--and wishes he'd thought of it first.