Out one Tuesday morning recently in a nearby village I unexpectedly encountered this- the gates of hell.
Arilx
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They look rather attractive! x
ReplyDeleteYup - no ossiary of bones and not nearly enough charcoal and melted rock
ReplyDeleteI hope you perhaps if you had thrown them wide open, all the demons who seem to be causing no end of misery in our world would have wandered back where they belong.
ReplyDeleteNor have I :-) xxx
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