Have you ever wished you could step into the past? Or perhaps, step through a portal into a completely different world?
I have stepped into the past. I’ve walked on ancient, dusty roads and trailed my fingers on rough walls that now lie in ruins. I’ve been swept along in a throng of women singing songs that have long since been forgotten. I’ve looked into the tender eyes of a man the history books declare great, and even the aloof eyes of one remembered solely for his treason.