63. An Entrance
An Entrance
We were still standing by Cerberus
and those heavy stone doors
just ajar with beguiling light
slipping through the crack.
Hades touched one of the doors
with his large, pale hand
and it glowed red
where he touched it.
Slowly the spill of light
filled the caves and
I was gazing into
blinding brightness
so sharp I had to cover my eyes.
But I felt Styx’s hand gently tug
on mine, and my feet moved
forward into the white abyss.
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