Prepositions

Under the bright lamp’s glow sat a young girl, comfortably curled on a blue chair. Beyond the warm light, a gloomy city of chapters lay in the distance, full of the night’s first shadows. High above, pages of lost words drift into the sky, tearing away a whole world of words. Upon the scarlet ground stood stacks of stories, surrounding the girl in a haven of pages full to the brim with knowledge. On the girl’s lap lay an open storybook, weaving it’s magic into her mind.