Inspired by Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photoprompt, June 1, 2017

She stood in front of the massive door, in awe, at what she guessed was the threshold to the temple. Now, she was close to her goal, to the end of the journey she’d started , eons back, on a deserted beach.

She would have to use the heavy knocker: she touched the metal with one fingertip, it was icy cold, although the air in the tower was merely cool. The demonic head seemed to be looking at her, challenging her to dare. Her eyes followed the curve of the powerful antlers, the cruel, alien shape of the skull. She’d seen the head of the demon before, but she could not recall where. It was as if the heavy brows lifted imperceptibly, as if the demon was reading her mind.

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