Light walked through the front door with everyone else. Ran across sleek marble, skidding against the wall across like an excited child. It climbed the wallpaper, clinging to textures and scaling as high as could be reached. Exhausted and eager, Light skid down letting Gravity do the work. It pushed against the limits Shadow imposed, aching to see just a little more of the colors in store. Light crept slowly, stepped up casually, containing its curiosity of what could be. It caressed the corner, felt the edge and wished with all its might that it had fingers able to prise doors open.
But Light has to be invited in. Unless it sneaks, unassumingly, between cracks, in the gaps. Light is patient enough to be forgotten and eager enough to find a way. The most enthusiastic patron abound.
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