Essay:The Door
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You have passed through The Door. There's no way of telling what's on the other side, because reality was all you had to describe things with, and the reality you knew is decidedly on the side you just came from. Language itself was just a tool you needed to explain things to other people, and things don't hold the same substance here as they did back there.
As you cross the threshold something begins to glisten.