isoaredthroughtheclouds
theskybeneathmyfeet
whenilookedupicouldseeit
amajesticstructure
gleamingwithbluecrystalandgold
thespireswerestrangelytwisted
butreachedsovery
high
isetdownontherockitfloatedon
andapproachedthemassive
gates
iknockedbutnobodyheard
iyelledandscreamedbuttonoavail
thegateswereshut
frommymouthflowedcurses
likefireandbrimstone
defeated
irestedmyheadonthewall
supportedbymyhands
ithenheardagreatcreakingsound
andthegatesopenedacrack
stunned
igazedupontheopening
atinycreaturewith
pointed
ears
peekedoutfrombehindthecrack
itseyeslitupashesawme
forwhatreasonIdidnotknow
itsaid

"wehavebeenwaiting.thisplacebelongstoyou"

withthatachorusofwhispersfloated
frombehindthegate
andthecrackbecameanopening
itwasthenthatiwalkedthrough.

-andy