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Ancient & New

A new, and already dear friend wrote this today and sent it to me. It is quite lovely.

I think of two forest guardians...

 One of the day, one of the night. They each wear a key around their necks, emblem of their office, but the sanctum arborus it does not open. Until one day they meet at the eldritch gate, and embracing, the keys pressed between their breasts becomes one key. It fits the ancient portal perfectly. Click.

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