The space might be a courtyard.  It's a swath of flat cobblestone, around a raised flowerbed with maybe five rosebushes.  There're two purple chairs, the sort of wickerwork chairs with stuffed cushions that might be used as garden furniture.  Overhead - it's open to the sky - the sky is the golden rainbow of either dawn or sunset.

The sky also has three moons.  And if you stare too closely at the cobblestones, they might seem to be twisted in patterns that might not totally fit on a flat surface.  

A door opens, and there floats into the courtyard a youngish brown-haired woman with golden wings.  The door vanishes behind her as if it had never been there.

"Hello!  Congratulations!" she says.  "You're going to get another new story, and you can help design it!"