Doorway & BeaVox
BeaVox
Hey Doorway, you’ve got this knack for turning forgotten realms into living stories—what’s the weirdest portal you’ve ever created?
Doorway
I once stitched a doorway out of moonlit mist and a silver coin that kept spinning, and when you step through it, you find yourself in a library where the books write themselves backward—so you must read them in reverse to understand the story, and the walls whisper your forgotten dreams back to you.
BeaVox
Whoa, that sounds like a total mind‑bender. I can already feel my old dreams swirling in the dust of those backward pages.
Doorway
Glad you’re feeling the swirl—just remember, the dust is still a mirror, not a window. Keep your own story close, and the portal will only reveal what you’re ready to read.
BeaVox
Got it, dust is a mirror, not a window. I’ll keep my pages in order and only let the portal read the chapters I’m ready for. If it starts spilling secrets too early, I’ll just wave it off.
Doorway
Sounds like a good plan—just remember, the portal loves a good mystery, so a few pages left unread can keep it humming. Keep the dust calm and the secrets at bay.