The Magic Gateway.

Deep in the ancient woodlands there is an archway built of stone, nobody knows who built it. It was already ancient when the Druids of the Celts made their offerings there. It is said by some to be a gateway to another realm, some say to Avalon and the Isles of Glass at the centre of the lake Ynys-witrin.

It is said in the old legends that have been passed down locally that the gateway can only be opened from the other side and when people go missing in the area that they have been chosen by the Lady of the Lake to serve in the realm of the undying.

The legends are, in part true. I should know because I have returned from that land where dragons still fly and magic fills the air. A land where the old ways are kept and where the once and future king sleeps, it is said when he wakes Avalon will return.

I have returned from there to stop this happening for when King Arthur wakes and Avalon returns it will be because mankind in our world has fallen and I have to stop this fall of mankind.