The Gates were still pretty far, but, just as she remembered them, they were gigantic enough to trick the human eye into thinking they were close, and in sight. Three large arches of black marble, that was it. It seemed there was nothing but darkness inside, and the souls seemingly vanished as they crossed, but it wasn't quite true. It was a whole of black shadows, the same shadows at the core of her power, moving like pitch-dark flames all the way up to the top of the arches. Those arches had probably needed to be built that big to accommodate the giants' souls, a very long time ago, but now, the slow, continuous stream of human souls made them look unreasonably taller than necessary, the crowd looking like ants at the bottom. While the girls were confused, Dahlia knew exactly what lay be
