The turquoise lake, floating with a white door.
Standing here for eternity, unwavering.
Holy, silent, dignified.
The black-haired young man walked a long road and finally arrived here. He had no scars or blood on him, nor was he carrying any baggage, yet it seemed as if something was weighing on him.
He never thought the journey's end would look like this. He had imagined blooming flowers on the other side, friends waiting across, people smiling, but instead, it was an unknown door.
The transparent key brought him here and then shattered, and the door seemed like a gate of Wisdom, waiting for him to knock.
He rolled up the white sleeves, raised his hand, and bent his knuckles.
Thud, thud, thud.
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["Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me."]
[——Book of Revelations 3:20]
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