The Last Gate diorama

The Last Gate diorama (32mm) The arch now stands askew, its timeworn stones leaning against each other like drunken sentinels. Once the proud entrance to a mighty castle, it now frames nothing but the wind and stray foxes. Ivy creeps along its sides, stitching the cracks with green fingers, while the crest above the keystone—a lion with worn paws—gazes blindly down at the dry moat below. The villagers say the arch remembers everything: press your ear to its cold surface at dusk, and you might h