The Forest Rose Gate
Originally this was a forest gate in the woods near Pilot Bay, crafted long ago by the Seelie fae during the gold rush. When the Rose Gate at Kilinaire becomes locked to the gate, the enchanted roses start to grow through the portal to bloom in the human realm. These roses still have their roots in Faerie and open and close with the daylight hours in Kilinaire.
After the events of The Rose Gate, this gate becomes a regular Seelie gate that can lead to any other gate the traveler has access to, but the roses still grow through the aspen trees that made the gate.
It vibrated softly under my touch, sending a humming sensation up my arm. I jerked my hand back and eyed the rose suspiciously. It remained closed, as if ignoring me. Wait, hadn’t the roses been open when I walked past them earlier? I examined the roses on the other tree, and, sure enough, all the roses were curled shut. Huh. Did roses do that? I honestly hadn’t ever given their habits much thought. I watched them for a minute to see if they had any other tricks to pull, but they just sat there. Closed. I touched another one to see if it would give me the same strange humming feeling, but I couldn’t tell for sure.
After the events of The Rose Gate, this gate becomes a regular Seelie gate that can lead to any other gate the traveler has access to, but the roses still grow through the aspen trees that made the gate.
From the books:
The forest lightened as I walked through another pale, graceful aspen grove into the clearing. I caught a flash of red as I stepped past the last trees. Turning back, I saw dark red roses in the trees. They had grown up over the path, making a natural arch across the branches of two trees before trailing down the trunk on the other side. The heat warmed my shoulders in the clearing as I examined the velvety blossoms, petals spread open to face the sun. The roses were unexpected and beautiful but not what I was here to find.***
I explored the meadow around the cabin. It was very meadowy. That done, I decided to head back down the mountain and found myself back in front of the roses. The local wild roses had finished blooming a couple weeks ago, but these deep red blossoms were plentiful as they climbed up the tree and spread across its branches to reach for the tree on the other side of me. I followed their path around and down the second tree and touched a tightly closed bloom with my fingertip.
It vibrated softly under my touch, sending a humming sensation up my arm. I jerked my hand back and eyed the rose suspiciously. It remained closed, as if ignoring me. Wait, hadn’t the roses been open when I walked past them earlier? I examined the roses on the other tree, and, sure enough, all the roses were curled shut. Huh. Did roses do that? I honestly hadn’t ever given their habits much thought. I watched them for a minute to see if they had any other tricks to pull, but they just sat there. Closed. I touched another one to see if it would give me the same strange humming feeling, but I couldn’t tell for sure.
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"But I do know that when they create the gates, they have to bring gold ingots infused with the spell to your world and bury them under the gate. That powers the gate on your end.” - The Rose Gate
Location: The woods outside Pilot Bay, near an old minor's cabin
Appearance: An arch of tangled red roses growing through aspen trees
Appearance: An arch of tangled red roses growing through aspen trees