Jared and Sylvia approached the stone gate, their footsteps echoing in a hush that felt like a chapel. Up close, the surface was glass-smooth, unmarked by rune or word, an obstinate slab of eternity.
Jared planted his palms and shoved. Muscles corded, breath hissed, nothing.
Sylvia laid her hand upon the rock. Without a sound, the gate parted like polite servants, rolling aside.
Why would it open for her and not for me?
Jared was shocked.
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