Post by Sierra Icefire on Jan 2, 2020 1:18:30 GMT -5
She reached the great doors and placed her hands on the handles and pushed ... the wind swirling about throwing specs of snow everywhere . Her heart was racing yet every other part of her was really cold and really tired . She pushed harder and with a huge groan the doors slowly separated. She had just enough room to stop pushing and quickly rush forward into the blackness within .