Lynch

I stood before the stone wall towering before me, head up, gaze fixed on the engraved words, while waiting for something to happen.

If I were welcomed, there should be some way forward.

Maybe a door to a place, or some sort of entrance. I’d seen strange things before now, so any supernatural event at this point would be extremely normal for me.

Nothing happened.

Just silence, my rambling thoughts, and the cold that bit into my skin with every audacity, threatening to ...