The forest lay parallel to the ground as a mesh of splintered pines and birch greyed from age and ash leaving the entrance exposed for all to see. There he stepped alone from the iron doors tucked into the rock just so, and there alone he took his first strides into the re-incarnated landscape with his purpose as of yet undefined.
this one's a little bland but there are parts of it I like. His bottom half is a bit dodgy, something to work on in the future
Also the sense of perspective seems off now that I look at it. Those doors are supposed to be pretty big. Oh well...