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Jun 2013
A castle with millions of doors
And long corridors ghosted by
Thirsty alien creatures.

Each door led to horrifying monsters
with visages of stone and grime.

Some doors, red, titanic doors,
led home.

Time flowed out of sync.

I returned to an infirmary fiilled with my friends and family.
Few hours passed in my castle of terrors
yet years would fly by in the real world.
They aged
These visits
broke my heart…

Every door was a possible portal back,
I'd inch the door open slowly for fear of falling and losing my family.

I'd end up in the castle again.

Because a fair maiden lay in waiting.
How did I know?
I never saw her,
only a feeling.

This was just a dream,
just a torturous dream in which
I was torn away from my family
and drawn to a mysterious woman through a castle filled with
vile beasts
as I stayed
Immortal.
Written by
Steven Fried
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