The Gatekeeper

His moustache curled down past his chin, wispy and white.

From its center a funny voice emerged when he spoke like fighting weasels tumbling in a field of crickets; a crazy sound that seemed to come from all directions to converge alarmingly in unexpected corners of the mind.

“Proceed. If your heart is true.”

 

John Moon.

The Gatekeeper is a post from: Adventure and Learning