The rickety old water tower leans away from the Moon toward the Wild Rose Gateway, as the river flows ferociously passed. The gathered storm clouds are starting to move away, revealing the eerie brightness of the dark night sky. Apart from the cascading waters all is calm and silent… this side of the Gateway, that is. On the other side, apparently, things are quite different… although no one has yet returned back to confirm this.
However, through all weathers, the rickety old water tower stands guard, appearing to intently listen through the Gateway. But what it hears is another mystery…
The Mansionic Perspective 
What lies the other side, Tom? You tempt us to explore…
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If you’d like to venture through, Chris, feel free! 🙂
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I just might…
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Be sure to come back and let us know, though!
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Interesting concept Tom. 🙂 ❤
Blessed Be my friend! 🙂 ❤
Prenin.
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Thanks, Prenin.
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It is a brave soul who enters – for there exists a place on the other side which is filled with magic and loveliness … but … what do you leave behind, for you cannot return once you have entered this new land.
Ooooo…… do you go …. or do you stay here?
~ C. x
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That is the question, Cobs. Even Paradise isn’t nice if one doesn’t enjoy being there…
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