His hands were fully stretched when he was about ten steps away from the gates. He approached the gates with caution and pushed the gates open with his outstretched arms. The effect was instantaneous. Immediately after the door moved an inch, bright, golden light forced his eyes to close. A powerful and authoritive voice resonated in his head, "Choose the one you think is correct. Follow your heart and proceed." When the ringing voice left his head, he questioned the air around him for answers to his doubt. "What was that?" His voice sounded high and cold after the low, scratchy authoritive voice. He opened his eyes against the discomforting, bright, golden light. Instantly his eyes screamed for darkness as both his retinas burnt in agony. His nerve cell acted fast, resulting in his eyelids falling back onto his eyes. The apparent darkness vanished, while a scenery with thousands of similar golden gates took its place. All the gates look similar, but each gate has a special symbol at the very tip of the gates. They all seem to be some sort of symbolic language in the ancient times.
Footnote: This was done during lesson, but I edited the whole thing to be more descriptive. AM I BEING FAR TOO DESCRIPTIVE??? I feel that I'm all right but get this weird feeling when I re-read these paragraphs...
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