Ah, a living story? I’d craft a maze of shimmering vines that pulse with every step, a chest that opens to reveal a map to the next quest, all built from foam and dream. Imagine patrons tiptoeing past murals that sing when touched, their footsteps echoing like distant spell cast. I’ll gather the materials, sketch the gears, and forget lunch for days—just watch the gallery come alive, my loyal guild of art fans ready to follow the quest!