You will follow the old road by foot, for its entrance is barricaded. Along endless miles of an old protection fence and old growth forest, that had grown thick over centuries, its roof darkening all light out. The road will come to a sudden end. Before you, only a wall of trees will stand.
This is, where you turn left into the green. After a half-mile a footpath will appear next to an old bridge, which spans over a shallow, old channel, that has no movement and could be considered more of a long, stretched pond, miles long.
Follow this path for a long time. Where it divides, you turn left again. Stop and watch the absolute calmness and beauty of this place. there is an old stairway, that leads over the water, ending in mid-air, its purpose long forgotten. Best take a rest there and breathe in the silence, for now, you are almost there.
Once returned to the path, lighten your spirits, you have to endure a few more miles through dark woods, ancient in growth, conscious to strangers. the path will lead you straight to the edge. there, a stairway, rusted, awaits. These fogotten stairs can bring you to the overwhelming joy or just into the deep abyss of Saturn. Walk down the steps and behold, you are in Saturn, now it is upon you.
The Saturn, by R.M. Parkner
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