Then came a child holding a candle that wouldn’t burn. “I’m not scared,” the child whispered.
“I once wanted to go through too.”
A soldier missing his shadow stepped forward. “I killed my brother for a throne I never sat on.” lara the gatekeeper
Lara stood where the road ended — and the path began. Then came a child holding a candle that wouldn’t burn
The gate shivered. Then stood firm.