Heart stepped down the final stairs into the pitch darkness, small yellowish flickering light ebbed from behind a curtain of faded darkness under the arch Saint had mentioned.
He reached out and pulled the enormous curtain away to create a small doorway through the covered up elaborate, white trellis, that dripped in hundreds of beautiful carefully cultivated pink flowers, then stepped through it tentatively towards the outdoors, and the gentle breeze that carried along with it.
