InsaneJournal

On a sandy beach stands a house that looks slightly out of place. Over the years, this house has changed, leading to jokes that it’s alive. After all, no one lives there. No handymen are ever seen around it. But the house never seems to look faded or old or in poor repair.

What if it isn’t a joke?

No one understands how, no one can explain it, but the house is quite alive. It can change itself at will, and within this house are doors to other worlds and other houses that exist there, though those houses are not alive.

With sentience, the house has discovered boredom, and loneliness. It has also discovered how to use its power to make not just the doors to its counterparts gateways, but every door in these worlds. Unconstrained by the trivialities of time, any door in any era can lead to this house … so look before you cross a threshold …