No one knows who built the Gates. They are older than Stonehenge. Older than the Pyramids. Older, even, than the earliest fossils that have been unearthed. They seem to have begun at the beginning of time, woven into the nature of the fourth dimension – as much a part of it as the seconds, the minutes, the hours, the years.
I had grown up seeing photos of them, taken from afar. There’s an enormous Gate in the Canadian Arctic, its high stone arch rising out of the ice and snow.