All around you the light seems to dim and shimmer as a powerful gate spell surrounds you like dark velvet, blotting all out until you seem to float in blackness....
Suddenly bright windows seem to slide open in the darkness, showing a hazy oranger sunset, a breeze drifts from them carrying the scent of orange blossoms and the heat of summer.
It draws you towards it like a moth to a flame....
Do you fight the urge to step through it or give in to to the siren song you feel resonating in your bones?
Please observe netiquette and take nothing more than mirth and memory with you when you leave this place!