Elinol

Following Elenora's gaze, Tarmin looked at the pure white door among the fallen ruins.

“What is this…?”

The floor of the old castle ruins. A pure white door stood at its center.

The white door set into the floor was made of a material unmistakably different from the weathered bricks around the ruins.

In these old ruins, only that door remained smooth, as if it had escaped the wheel of time.

The artificial-looking door clashed with its surroundings. With no handle, hinges, or other visible fittings, it made him wonder how it could be opened.

An image was engraved on the door, giving him a clue as to which way was up.

It depicted all sorts of animals—deer, wolves, rabbits, and many others—and every one of them was gazing up at the sky.

And above them was a moon.

‘The moon?’...