I wandered through a little door I’d never seen before and found my self in an enchanted glade. A centaur galloped up to me from across a field of sparkling wildflowers and stared down at me.
“Passport,” he asked, holding out a hand.
“Uh, I’m sorry. I don’t have it on me,” I said.
He sighed. “Destination?”
“I don’t know, I just saw a weird door and wandered through it.”
“Anything to declare?”
I blinked in confusion. Before I knew it I found back on the other side of the doorway.
“Tourists,” the centaur muttered before it slammed shut again.

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