There is a place where ideas end. Ideas are glimpses forward, or to things outside the scope of reality. They can give to any who have them the tools to see what could be, or dive into worlds of wonder. But there is the gate when ideas stop. The final choice at the end of all imagination. The place where death waits to appear to those who reach out to it. That is a place no longer looking forward, but backwards. Back to the deeds and the actions that are combined together to create what is called a life. The actions and choices that bring a soul to the precipice of eternity. This look back can decide the final choice.

For Diamond Tiara, a filly who lived a life to torment those around her, a near death experience can be far more than just tempting fate. It may very well be the choice that determines the path of her soul forever. A clever and scathing wit can no longer guard her. Only her true feelings can protect from a darkness born of far deeper nightmares than any child can fathom.

At the gateway, death awaits. At the gateway, your soul to take.
At the gateway, thy deeds will sing. At the gateway, what hatred bring.