A pathway off the Ebury Way which leads nowhere, quietly guarded by a rusted and broken gate. A scene of little significance to some - but not to the guardians of the Black Bowers, who regularly cross such intersections and traverse the anonymous paths whose thresholds these crooked doorways safeguard. Whence they take those guardians none can say - for every one of those brave souls who have attempted to follow in their sinister footsteps have never returned from wherever such pathways lead.
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