The gates

The gates silhouetted
In black seemingly
Magickal look at that path
Leading where?
To a castle perhaps
To a haunt all can share

Sorcerers gather and they cast
Spells you can feel the
A place where the past
Is brought into the present
A mist peels away
The trees lean in sympathy
Bent on the sway

Out in the countryside
Far from a town
Can’t you just feel
Whats about to go down?

Inspired by a picture on facebook tonight

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