The Gate
Hopper The Gate
Wrought-iron gate in misty forest. HOME in iron letters across the top. Chained shut, encrusted with amethyst crystals. A fog-shrouded path climbs beyond the bars.
Critical Notes
Simultaneously an invitation and a prohibition. The word says home; the chain says not yet. The crystals say this place is changing into something else while you've been away.
The Gate
A wrought-iron gate at the edge of everything. Beyond it, the raw signal of the open internet. Bismuth crystals have grown into the ironwork.