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"Then stop looking at the pixels and start looking at the woods," Elias said, finally meeting Julian's gaze. "The Gatekeeper doesn't just watch the entrance. I ensure that what goes in is compatible with what lives here. You brought ambition, but you forgot wonder."

Elias was not a security guard in a polyester uniform. He was a man of silver hair and eyes the color of wet slate, wearing a coat woven from wool that never seemed to get damp. He sat in a small stone lodge at the mouth of the driveway, clutching a leather-bound ledger that contained the names of every person permitted to cross the threshold. the gatekeeper wildeer studio new