The gate
When I looked into it, it seemed as it was staring back at me.
At first, the sensation felt quite intriguing, even warm...
But the longer I kept looking into it, the more I realized...
It was my own stare glaring at me, devouring pieces of my reality, inch by inch.
It just kept going, and I couldn't take my eyes off of it...
I'm still becoming less, piece by piece -
in an endless cycle of lysis.












