Stay Away From Tover's Gate

[joshuacan]

Stay Away From Tover’s Gate

Little Jim was only 8,
When he was warned of Tover’s Gate,

The grass was long, the vines uncut,
The Doors were locked and windows shut,

The lonely house kept kids at bay,
With rotting wood and slow decay,
But Little Jim just could not wait,
To learn the truth of Tover’s Gate,

Behind this house, a garden vast,
Enter once and enter last,

But Little Jim was not afraid,
And Little Jim would not be swayed,

Upon the stars and crescent moon,
Little Jim walked through the house,
And reached the garden, dark and deep,
Descending down the hilltop steep,

He wandered in to find the wall,
Of Blackest marble, 10 feet tall,

The stars reflected off the stone,
And Inscribed upon the wall was shone,
The names of those that Tover’s Gate,
Whose dreams it came to captivate,

Little Jim was now afraid,
Of the choice that he had made,

The marbled black began to move,
With a motion slow and smooth,

Without a trace, before the dawn,
Our Little Jim was very gone,

And one more name was carved by fate,
To stay away from Tover’s Gate.