LOG#018 by Auriscenes published on 2021-01-14T00:47:40Z In the vast expanses of tundra on a remote planet lies a hidden temple, a structure whose origin remains a mystery even to those who pass down its tales. It is said that dark and terrifying secrets lie within its stone walls and endless passageways. The stories that have survived reveal a bloody history, one of endless war, cultic rituals, and attempts to contact evil spirits beyond the fabric of this existence. Heavy hangs the air of this edifice upon any who enter it, warning of desolation and danger for those who dare delve deeper. I discovered the temple's location after many nights of searching the wintry wastelands. I knew immediately upon my entrance that this indeed was a sinister place. The myths were true, at least in their description of the atmosphere. A line of torches along the walls (their apparently unending fuel source a puzzle to me) could hardly fend off the darkness that lay thick like a blanket. I sensed that this was a fathomless labyrinth, that I could easily lose my way in the serpentine corridors were I not careful. Still, I was strangely drawn in by what I could only describe as a presence, something not living and yet not quite inanimate. It caused the hair on the back of my neck to rise. Unfortunately a trap, either worn away from untold years or triggered by an unfortunate explorer, had collapsed the main passageway not far from the entrance; further ingress was prevented by the massive pile of stone blocking the only known way in. What history lies within those walls is now buried, all but lost to history. From what is known of it, perhaps this is for the best. Even so, there are times when in the lull of travel between galaxies my mind drifts to that tundra and the secrets it holds in that temple beneath the frozen soil. Like & follow to be notified when new worlds are found! Genre Storytelling