One of my favourite passages in one of my favourite books as a child was when Misabel, a character in Moominsummer Madness by Tove Jansson explores the back rooms in a theatre. She has no idea what a theatre really is, so all the rooms are mysetrious, yet oddly meaningful. I loved that part and re-read it over and over again. This fic came me the same sense of wonder and excitement. Love it!

Plus you really, really caught Nine! I could hear him speaking in my mind. :)And Rose is really sweet.