Last light beams its golden haze through vertical trees that form a dense

emerald forest. Standing on its edge, I hold out a compass to find my

way back home before the sun descends.

In the dust filled ambience, a silhouette of a Hungarian wolf majestically

stalks closer with piercing eyes of intrigue. It stops before me before

turning around and gesturing me to follow.

Creatures of dusk peer from the distance as we walk a path to slumber

guided by an owl who rests on my shoulder. With no home in sight,

I climb atop a mountain of mattresses pulled from a castle and

rest my head for dream state.

Level 2, Emporium Melbourne.