53 ¦ Ravella
A weight has been lifted
Like I'm a prisoner freed.
We reach another kissing gate
And I rush ahead,
Pressing it shut behind me.
He gives me a puzzled look
When I refuse to let him through.
"You haven't paid the toll, Drew."
His eyes widen in surprise
Before he gives me
A devilish grin.
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