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The Door of Many Places

The Door stood among the rubble of what once was a castle or a high keep. Nothing else of it remained, alongside the rocks and grass. Slowly succumbing to nature, on a dias stood the Door, with only overgrowth vegetation around the decay. It was made of metal, slightly blue and shiny, but changing and reflecting the rainbow colors with the sun. Engraved on it were countless runes, letters, and markings; symbols of unknown nature and pictographs of clear intent. During some nights, light shone from below the door, as if lights were being kindled in a room beyond it. But nothing stood around the door. Faint sounds could be heard if you dared to get closer, the clanking of plates, or armor, or the rustling of feet. Sometimes even a laugh or a muted argument. A small stream flowed nearby, its bed covered with tiles and colorful rocks, remnants of what once was a cellar and its floor. At night the water reflected the stars and the door frame, with its glimmering runes and scripts. But

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244 deviations
Literature

The Door of Many Places

The Door stood among the rubble of what once was a castle or a high keep. Nothing else of it remained, alongside the rocks and grass. Slowly succumbing to nature, on a dias stood the Door, with only overgrowth vegetation around the decay. It was made of metal, slightly blue and shiny, but changing and reflecting the rainbow colors with the sun. Engraved on it were countless runes, letters, and markings; symbols of unknown nature and pictographs of clear intent. During some nights, light shone from below the door, as if lights were being kindled in a room beyond it. But nothing stood around the door. Faint sounds could be heard if you dared to get closer, the clanking of plates, or armor, or the rustling of feet. Sometimes even a laugh or a muted argument. A small stream flowed nearby, its bed covered with tiles and colorful rocks, remnants of what once was a cellar and its floor. At night the water reflected the stars and the door frame, with its glimmering runes and scripts. But

Featured

66 deviations
Literature

Trekkil Adventures in HumanSpace - Gods part 2

The temple was an unique building in the Trekkil whole empire, because it was the first ever built. No one had bothered to build a temple to The Good Mother, because she wasn't technically a god, she was a set of ideal behavioural rules all MotherDens where supposed to imitate. Based on one of the few best sellers of all Trekkil history The Way of a Good Mother was an ancient book wrote before the Lu ever showed them that space could be travelled. The book itself wasn't a matter of faith either, and it had been edited countless times, changing points that where over come, or had become controversial and not something a Good Mother should do

Trekkil Adventures in HumanSpace

8 deviations
Literature

poesia 1

en un circulo de plata espera la llave siempre esta ahi al final del laberinto qué abre la pequeña dorada y brillante qué secretos guarda qué debe cuidar? mil vueltas sinuosas da el laberinto mil vueltas y una y vuelve a empezar qué protege tan oculta qué cosas extrañas qué maravillas ha de sellar? si buscas la llave que es tan secreta tengo un consejo que te quiero dar ten cuidado si buscas secretos ocultos los puedes encontrar

Poesias o algo asi

8 deviations
Literature

A case of the humans part 2

The ship floated in the middle of the Oort cloud, slowly consuming mass, growing each passing month. It was now ten times more massive than it had been back when it first entered the system. It's nanomesh cloud extending so far away that it needed new cores built here and there, each helping alleviate it's central core control. The ship now had the volume of Earth's Moon and kept consuming. Of course most of the volume was empty space but that was good too, many of the cores now boasted censor arrays. It used the nanomesh itself as an antenna, the largest antenna built in the history of humanity. The ship though itself as part of humanity be

varios

7 deviations
Literature

The Return of Humana

The city itself was older than anyone could remember, no records of who had built it remained. Not even it's name was known, the people that now lived on it called it "The City". In the middle of The City was a fountain, no one knew what or who was depicted in the middle of it, but no matter what happened to The City. No matter the quakes or bombs, nor the mishap magics or the intentional cursing, the statue in the middle of it was intact. And it cried water that no one could tell where it came as no piping was connected to it. The water was pure and clean, some people even said it was blessed, for it came from stone and nowhere. Others said

PseudoEpicos

4 deviations
Literature

Dichos

 Dicen que la caja era de madera. Dicen que la guardaron en un cofre de hierro. Dicen que soldaron el cofre con fuego. Dicen que fundieron plomo y lo vertieron en un contenedor de acero. Dicen que pusieron el cofre de hierro dentro del de acero. Dicen que vertieron mas plomo en el contenedor hasta llenarlo. Dicen que soldaron el contenedor de acero con planchas de titanio. Dicen que llevaron el armatoste hasta mil kilómetros en él océano. Dicen que prendieron fuego el barco Dicen que se hundieron con la caja para que nadie supiera jamas donde se perdió. Lo que no dicen... Lo que no dicen es que olvi

Kelan

3 deviations
Escudo Enano

Cronicas de Solna

7 deviations
Literature

sabiduria -El Rey Sin Trono-

Canción del recuerdo y la sabiduría Cuando el rey aun en su trono reposaba y los caminos al castillo se recorrían con frecuencia, largos bosques de flores blancas por todo el reino se extendían verdes los arboles crecían las flores por doquier rebozaban alegres  los escarabajos y lombrices la tierra renovaban los búhos a los ratones cazaban las arañas a las moscas atrapaban pequeños y de colores grandes, plateados y marrones en los estanques los peces sobraban las aves zancudas entre los juncales caminaban y los hombres sin miedo recorrían los sinuosos camin

Rey Sin Trono

2 deviations
Literature

Deseos

Icaro tomo la mano de Hermon, el contacto sonó como el choque de dos automoviles pequeños. - ¡Escapemos! -Declaro, sus rojas cavidades oculares brillaron con un destello ensoñador. - ¡No se puede! -Fue la respuesta de Hermon. Icaro le soltó la mano y dirigió la suya hacia un punto indefinido del horizonte. - ¿Es por él? -Pregunto, si la modulación de su voz hubiera podido cambiar, la inflexión habría demostrado furia y desprecio en ese "él". - Sí, -dijo Hermon- es por él. - ¿Qué tiene el que yo no pueda ofrecer? -Pregunto Icaro desconcertado, desconectan

10 Jobs

9 deviations

Prosaicos

6 deviations
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IBSPWP

10 deviations
beta tard 2

Emotes

5 deviations
Literature

Untitled

The ship had gained twice it's original mass through it's passage among the stars, an invisible huge net of nanocables and the ship core, small, unassuming, and the cloud of cables extending kilometres and kilometres around itself, catching any particle that happened to cross it's path, reducing any possible damage of those relativistic missiles by entangling and breaking any possible impact and redirecting all the energy to storage. It was effective, and also reduced the need of fuel for deceleration, being more massive slowed it down by default. It's destiny was a small star, charted centuries ago by earth scientists, even before chances o

scraps

6 deviations
Un misterio...

Scraps

51 deviations