A portal, something that allows you access to somewhere else, whether it be made of stone, wood, an open hole in the wall OR PURE MAGICAL INACTIVITY ENERGY, it always leads somewhere that could be more interesting than the boring things you were doing before you came across it, to some it appears to be nothing more than a plain wooden door, others its a grand granite and gold leaf door fit only for the finest of monarchs, to others its a blue and purple pulsating ring of energy.
all of these options however seem out of place as it, the portal, is floating in the middle of the muffinville park. The gentle breeze lifting as you step closer to the floating door, whether you see the door or the portal you can still feel the ambient magical energy practically diffusing into the air around it. The temperature around the area isn't much different than normal, you notice that the ground underneath the portal is sprouting flowers. As you step closer to it you hear a voice, it sounds familiar and at the same time quite odd. "Come in, but wipe your feet first."