Rattling the entire main house, the mansion itself but the seemingly earthquake held to a very limited locale. As the mansion building shook, plaster cracked, and chandeliers fell from the ceilings in nearly every big room; that what made the place a fulcrum of the magic it housed, as to what and of whom it doomed and did curse, granted to each a sudden solace from their present situation.
They who entered the play room and or as an example having sat and rocked on the furry rocking horse became so changed, they were as ponies to run free and wild. These and like so many others felt their changed selves begin to revert back, becoming again as to what they were born.
Every shivering and all the distortion put upon the mansion, its powers began to crack and crumble. "Hope," then became again of something eternal to those made into being animals. Various statuary became alive, and they who the birds did poop on, walked back into the mansion.
Some, mattering upon what caused their changing, the earthquake returned an assorted few to but halfway gaining full human form. A look around saw then what appeared as mythical beasts roaming the grounds outside the mansion. Minotaur types, satyrs, both male and some who were female, Fauns, Centaurs, Harpies, and seated around the patio fish pond were two Gold fish Mermaids, they like others wondering if their partial return to being like to human was what they would have wished?