Gwyn stared at the sky some more. A star-man contemplated three rosebushes before reaching out an plucking a rose from the middle bush. The rose melted away into a beautiful princess, and the other two bushes turned into her sisters. They cheered and danced as the ancient curse had been broken. At long last, they were free.
“I don’t know. Being able to visit with you. Doors to your realm are the only ones I’ve ever been able to find.”
“Hmmm. Well, what are you thinking when you try to summon a door?”