Vartus - Beldziant I Dangaus

“I have no wood left,” he whispered.

But the gate had no door. Only an arch into darkness. beldziant i dangaus vartus

But Rasa died before he could finish. He buried her beneath a linden tree, and for thirty years he built gates for others—for brides, for harvests, for the dead. Yet his own heart remained ajar. “I have no wood left,” he whispered