he flung his arms in a forward motion , directing the massive spear of flames to shoot quickly toward the top of the stone doorway , causing a magnificent explosion as it slammed into the frame . our current plan on the drawing boards gives us a maximum of thirty days to collect small nuggets on the surface from the rubble piles i mentioned . an illusion of the mind , perhaps . i opened the door , and the moment we walked in , i smelled flowers . 