The darkness was guarded
By a hulking figure in front of the gate,
A halo of shadow looming just behind
The outline of the statue’s silhouette.
The arch above in rusting metal wrought
Inscriptions of a foreboding message,
Enter in peace, or meet the eternal host,
Guardian of fates. Beware thy souls.
Down the deep path we went
Perhaps to hell’s descent,
But despair hounded at our backs
There was no other way for us.