When you turn the card over, you immediately note the card has a cold, icy feel to it.
On the face of the card is a bright, warm scene. You appear to be looking into a solarium; a large, airy chamber with many large, bay windows. It is a bright, warm day with a few scattered white clouds beyond the windows. To your right, at the very edge of the card, you can seen part of a large fireplace, an oaken mantelpiece above it. The floor of the room is covered with many thick, plush rugs and a great many cushions that appear to be comfortable to sit upon.
Directly across from you a beautiful young woman sits, leaning against the left (the right as you look at it) arm of a cushioned window seat; a silver and gold chased harp resting against her right leg which is drawn up on the seat. Seemingly of it's own volition, your finger brushes across the harp in the picture and is surprisingly (perhaps shockingly) rewarded by the faint opening strains of a hauntingly beautiful song; presumambly played by the harper on the harp. She is dressed in a white blouse with full sleeves, a forest green velvet vest with golden buttons and Celtic style knotworkings at the collar, shoulders, etc. White, form fitting pants hug shapely legs before disappearing into calf-high, glossy black boots. Golden bracers adorn both arms, and gems sparkle from the rings on her fingers. Part of a golden torc can just be seen at her throat where the blouse is open somewhat.
Looking up from the harp, the lady dazzles you with a bright, cheerful smile that is matched by the twinkle in her emerald green eyes. Her long, slightly curly reddish-blonde hair is drawn back into a braid nearly reaching her waist.
Her right hand rests upon the harp; her left is extended towards you. Will you step through and listen to the rest of the song?
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