Ron's consciousness soared through a radiant vortex of colors like a falling star.
The space around him twisted and reformed, and the laws of reality were completely overturned.
When the dizzying sensation finally ceased, he found himself in a mesmerizing Exotic Realm.
The sky displayed a checkerboard pattern of emerald squares, each slowly alternating bright and dark, like a massive array of neon lights.
The land was a deep purple, with rippling textures like water waves, producing a melodious chime like wind chimes underfoot.
The most peculiar were the rivers.
They flowed with thick, rainbow-colored liquid.
Bands of seven-colored light gently flowed within, occasionally releasing luminous bubbles that burst with an array of strange fragrances.
In the distance stood a breathtaking castle:
Enormous clock gears formed the walls, and ancient books layered like bricks.
