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The Door Of Destiny
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Now, the room slowly unraveled itself to him. There, in front of him was a sacred altar which was emanating a warm white glow. Behind the alter stood a sculpture of a sanctimonous monk with the facial features of a pharaoh gazing directly at him aith his hands clasped. And a western-church tinted oval window behind the alter letting in a bright and stunning light. Tom took his time to take in the place. This looked like a small room, because there was a shelf just right behind him which seems to be covered with decayed hide and skin, likewise the wall opposite. A little table was by his right hand side with what seems like the remains of a dog scattered all over it though in a bizarre fashion. The skull of the dog was still intact with its jaw only that a sizable amount of the jaw was missing. Strangely, the skull of the dog still looks like an animate sentient being, no matter how hard Tom tried to stop overthinking it, he can't just shake out the fe
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Tom fell into a deep sleep. Have been a long time he slept this way. Nothing mattered anymore, not the glowing light some distance away that had intrigued him. Nor the steady hum of an unknown music that fills this cavity. Not the hanging vines nor the rare herbs over the window sill by the faintly glowing light. Nor the constant heaving sound that seems to echo from a closer nearby. He just slumped there, zoomed off to a world where no Ruput or his maniacal laughter exists. Over there in the serene horizon as He was wandering about the place, he could not help but wonder about the harmony, the concord and the balance in this world. He lifted up his eyes to see his surroundings, "Wow" escaped his lips.
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Tom's eyelids stretched and fluttered as he came to himself. He staggered a little bit, danced around for a while before finding his footing. He craned his neck, covering his eyes to shield the abrupt shot of light after the limbo journey. What he saw was a clear and pristine land, barren but supple. He couldn't say if it was dawn, twilight or dusk, everything was bathed in sepia and the figures were like things that can never exist on earth. He could make out the long and obtrusive mountains with cratered peaks. They stood like flat and lazy bears and didn't look imposing at all like the mountains he knows in Greece. They were like drawings on a dreamy canvas. He turned to the man before him and questioned… "where is this? Where are we? " his puzzled eyes never leaving the older man. "This is, " the older man took a breath, "the magic era. "
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