In the dark of night, it's easy to lose yourself in the
 winding passages  of the web.  This night has
 proven to be no exception.  You feel as if
 the walls are closing in, and you simply cannot
 find what it is you seek.  Twists & turns lead you
 to blank wall after blank wall.  Hope is
 running out.  Then, up ahead, you see a large 
door, its hinges shining gold; the door handle staring
 up at you in the form of a great dragon.  You rush
 toward it, grasping the dragon. The door swings 
wide, & you find yourself in a garden of sorts.  
In the center of the garden is a large rose bush,
 covered in thorns and blood red roses.


 
"Welcome to Briar's Thorn Bush."  The entire garden
 seems to be speaking the words, the flowers leaning
 toward you in expectation.
  "Feel free to wander but don't get too close to the flowers.
 They get a bit testy sometimes."
Different paths stretch out before you.  You are overcome with 
the urge to explore.  Let your journey begin.....