@witchcraft-magic The wind blew through the autumn trees, bugs chirped above. It was a peaceful afternoon, nothing was amiss. The fog drifted through the tree line, the lanterns glittered from the trees. Everything was silent- Until there was the sound of cracking, like ice shattering under ones weight. In the middle of the gloomy forest a stain glassed gateway was growing, creeping up like ice growing on a tree. The area around shook and rumbled, until the 10 foot door was completely built up and loomed over the area it was created. The gate doors slowly began to creak open, and gloved hands pried at it and pushed, until the humongous gateway was open, and he could step out onto the dead leaves below. His striking green eyes surveyed the area, before his hand still in the gateway gently pulled, to pull out a small girl whom he tightly held hands with. “Gen, I think we’re here...” He spoke quietly, as if he was afraid someone would hear them. Above, the gateway was already disintegration.