The Ancient Doors

A tale of souls lost in timelessness..

Twelve miles from the harbor, beyond the last streetlamps of MacKenzie Bay, through the rising hills and the thickening woods, one can sometimes come up the ancient doors of Greyfriars' Abbey.  Sometimes, not always, for it is a place that comes and goes, appears and fades, rises and falls, on the tides of mystic time.

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