Prompt: Write a short story about a man who discovers a magical portal

As the sun began to set, the curtain of rain that had been obscuring my view for hours slowly lifted and I could see the majestic city in front of me. I was finally home. I had been on the road for almost a year, and my feet and back were tired. As I walked through the airport gates, I couldn’t believe that I was finally back in my hometown.

I found my way to my old apartment and slowly climbed the stairs to the top. As I got closer, I could see the door was ajar. I pushed it open and there she was, my beautiful young girlfriend from back when we were kids. She had grown into a beautiful woman, and I could see the love in her eyes as she ran towards me.

We embraced and tears of happiness flowed down our faces. It felt like a dream, like I had finally woken up from a long, dark sleep. We walked into our old apartment and relived the happy memories of our past. As we lay in bed together, we imagined what our future might hold.

Suddenly, we heard a loud noise coming from outside. We got out of bed and looked out the window. We could see a giant light in the sky, and as we watched, it began to descend towards the city. We knew that this was no ordinary light, and we knew that it was somehow related to us.

We ran down the stairs and into the streets. People were running in all directions, and we could see the fear in their eyes. We followed the light until we found its source. There, in the center of the city, was a giant, glowing portal.

We approached it cautiously, but as we got closer, we could see that it was guarded by a fierce looking dragon. We stood in front of it, and as we did, we felt a piercing pain in our hearts. We knew that this was the end. We knelt down and prayed for forgiveness, but as we did, the dragon opened its mouth and engulfed us in a massive fireball.

We were burned alive, but as we died, we finally knew true happiness. We knew that we had finally found our home, and that we would never be apart again.