"Is this an illusion?" Narrowing his eyes, Angele walked around the gate.
The black gate sat quietly on the shore of the river and there was nothing behind it.
Angele returned to the front of the gate and peeked inside again.
The smooth beach, the blue sea, and the clear sky, everything looked the same. However, the place was too empty and it looked like a large piece of sapphire.
He could hear the noise made by the waves and smell the fragrance of the sea.
Angele thought for a while, then raised his right hand and reached into the gate.
He did not feel anything; there was no defensive spell or barrier by the gate, and it seemed like the air inside the gate was also the same.
Angele hesitated but he still slowly stepped into the gate.
He looked back as he stood on the other side of the gate. Angele could see the thick white fog over the Ness River.
