Welcome to Gaia! ::

Light jazz music played in the background of an unfinished coffee house in the process of being built. The location was sitting atop of empty albeit vacant storefront below on the corner of a small urban town. A historical district that had become frozen and lost with time. With the city life not that far away; curious minds and money came into the this town and began purchasing property with the promise of only repairing what needed to be fixed and keep structures the same as they were once before. Vacant, ghostly properties and land were being sold as the once forgotten place to time started becoming lively once more.



The windows on the first floor of the building had covered with a thick white sheet that hung from the ceiling to floor as drop cloths. Making it hard to catch a glimpse inside. Only when the wind blew, would the long draping drop cloths would provide a view of the first floor.



Natural sunlight filled the room displaying white painted walls along with natural wood that had been primed for display. Dawning the walls was a plethora of plants and plant life. Past what appeared to be a hip height bar, down the hall and off to the left was a natural wood spiral staircase. That lead to the upstairs loft living area.

Once climbing the spiral staircase leading upstairs, the scenery shifted to a rustic aesthetic. Keeping the historical roots of the structure intact.




Back on the first floor, past the bar was an open doorway that lead out into a patio area that was much more open to sunlight and the elements.



It would become quite clear to whomever owned the place, was into plant life and displaying it artistically.

The building was not for sale, for it was already owned. Located on the backside of the town square. Walking distance from the town's library and town pharmacy; where there was still an old fashioned, functioning soda fountain bar.