Abyss

An old door, garnished with a rickety bell pull and ornate bronze knocker. Atop the door, stood in majesty a notice, "please take any mail round to the back door" were it's unmistakable, rounded words. These words were scrawled, clearly in a last-minute pursuit not to miss a critical package from the lazy eye of the postman. The door-handle itself was once a stellar testimony to the craftsman who carefully carved each of it's copper curves and dimples. For years it had fought snow, rain and inexorable summers of baking hot skies. Nowadays, the only indication of it's former glory are the pillowy, gliding shapes of the original design, while the marvelous copper structure is marred by grimy layers of rust.