Very nice, mate. I admit I have a soft spot for anything that mixes personal stories with fantastical backgrounds.

You had a really beautiful sense of emotion here, a nice balance: not too bitter and not too mournful.

You won me with the title, and the bittersweet story was lovely as well.

I would change the first ‘that door’ to ‘the door’, so it becomes ‘She stood in front of the door, that damn door’. I just think it flows a bit better.

Well that was bizarre. Either a very out there magical romance, or a nice metaphor for perspective and what love can do to your sense of reality. I don’t know which, but aside from the confusion it’s a nice read.