“Wow,” the words blew out softly into the wind.

“Now that is a sight…”

I couldn't believe my eyes. The hill blended from green and became barren, about a hundred yards away from the most vivid scenery I've ever seen.

Fields of lavender smothered the ground upon the hill. Surrounding a tall, thin checkered building standing erect with a shiny gold window.

I Could not wrap my head a how people were able to reach the top of this building. Even though the stairs started from the doorless open entrance of the building.

As I stood there, mesmerised by the breathtaking sight before me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and curiosity. The air was filled with the soothing scent of lavender, carried by a gentle breeze that rustled through the fields.

I took a hesitant step forward, drawn by the allure of the checkered building. The golden window glinted in the sunlight, casting a warm glow that contrasted beautifully with the surrounding purple expanse. As I approached, I noticed an intricate mosaic of black and white squares adorning the walls, seemingly moving across the inside of the building.

The stairs inside the entrance of the building beckoned me, their narrowing contrasted by the vastness of the landscape. With each step, the anticipation within me grew, fueled by a mix of awe and curiosity. Who had built this marvel? Why was it created?

Upon reaching the entrance, I hesitated for a moment, taking in the view from this newfound vantage point. The world stretched out below, a patchwork of fields and forests, with the distant hum of a bustling village. With a deep breath, I stepped inside.

As I stepped through the entrance, an unexpected sensation swept over me. The interior seemed to stretch out in all directions, far beyond the confines of the checkered building's exterior. It was as if I had entered a realm where space itself was distorted, creating an optical illusion of grand proportions.

The hallway ahead seemed to elongate infinitely, lined with mesmerizing patterns that seemed to shift and change as I walked. Stained glass windows reached impossibly high, casting whites and deep shades of black on the walls, dancing and melding into tiny intricate designs almost invisible to the eye. Each step I took felt like a journey into the unknown, with the boundaries of reality and imagination blending seamlessly.

Curious and slightly bewildered, I followed the seemingly endless corridor, my footsteps echoing faintly in the vast space. Along the way, I encountered chambers that defied logic, expanding into rooms of unfathomable dimensions. Paintings adorned the walls, their perspectives and dimensions distorted in ways that challenged my perception of reality.

The air itself felt different here, carrying whispers of stories and secrets that seemed to resonate with the very walls. Books lined shelves that stretched impossibly high, their pages holding knowledge from realms unknown. I ran my fingers across the spines, feeling a sense of reverence for the wisdom contained within.

As I ascended the stairs toward the upper levels, the optical illusion continued to play tricks on my senses. The view from the windows showed scenes that defied the laws of physics, with landscapes that extended beyond what the exterior of the building should have allowed. It was a breathtaking panorama of beauty and wonder, a testament to the power of perception and imagination.

Huge white spaces that converted into gardens. Trees and bushes with black leaves, and black flowers. The darkness sat in the almost sparkling white vast spaces. My jaw hung open at the sight, as purple drips began falling from the White spaces surrounding the staircase. I began walking up, reaching my hand out to the purple water that replicated rain, and smelt of lavender. It was as if this place existed in a reality of its own, a space where the limits of what could be imagined stretched beyond the horizon.

In that moment, I realised that this checkered building wasn't just a structure; it was an experience, a journey into the realm of perception and possibility. It taught me that appearances could be deceiving, that reality was malleable, and that the wonders of the mind could transcend the confines of space and time, and it didn't end there…