The image is made of own imagination and thoughts
Digital art made by @xpilar
In order to use the pictures in other context
you must have permission from me
And the permit is only given to post at STEEMIT
Wondering what your thoughts and description are from my picture
If you want to write a story,
it mus be related to my picture
and maybe you get a good upvote from me 
Digital art made by @xpilar
In order to use the pictures in other context
you must have permission from me
And the permit is only given to post at STEEMIT
Wondering what your thoughts and description are from my picture
If you want to write a story,
it mus be related to my picture
and maybe you get a good upvote from me
If you want to write a story,
it mus be related to my picture
and maybe you get a good upvote from me
The winter house.
It was almost midnight at twelve o'clock when the Guzman family was filled with fear, because at twelve o'clock they began to get scared and killed to scare the family.
The minutes passed and the whole family gathered in a room because they supported themselves and the fear disappeared.
Sono the clock announcing the midnight, the screams and apparitions were immediate.
The house became cold as if the winter came, the cold was almost unbearable, the teeth tracheaban, and there was no blanket to give them heat, deaths appeared everywhere.
Mocking spirits enjoyed taking the whole family to the limit.
But one day a child of the family approached marrying the situation and not being able to enjoy his home normally.
The Guzman family when noticing the absence of the child and very worried, left the room and looking desperately came to the porch of the house, the cold was almost impossible but the child was there surrounded by many spirits who spoke with the child.
The spirits told the boy that they did not want to leave the house, that this was their home, but they wanted to take care of the new members and together they form a home.
The child told his family and from that moment together they could live in harmony.
thanks for your great story @jdbs
Post that remind you of the past
I saw this digital artwork like I was looking at a view from across the river that was clear of water. Sitting while looking at the beauty of nature and when looking at the other side of the river where there are buildings and various natural variations can be seen reflection on the surface of the water. This reminds me of when I was a child seeing the tree in clear water. One thing that is now in our place is quite difficult because of the declining water quality due to pollution. I sometimes feel jealous when there are posts from other areas that are still natural and well-maintained nature so that clear water can reveal the shadow of everything on it. there is a sense of peace when you see it.
What's more if we are in a big city with a higher level of pollution, of course, when we see a beautiful view, we certainly don't want to go back to the city.
Thank you @xpilar for reminding you of the times of the beautiful water of the river and beautiful shadows.
Warm regard from Indonesia
thanks for your great description @rokhani
The frozen temple
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thanks for your description @mrme1984
I love that beautiful colour of the image
thank you @adenijiadeshina
Ausente está mi alma
por un amor perdido
Afligido mi corazón
por la ausencia de su amor
siento un frio que quema
y congela mi emoción
todo extraño en mi mente
hasta tu cuerpo dandome calor
Absent is my soul
for a lost love
afflicted my heart
for the absence of his love
I feel a cold that burns
and freezes my emotion
all strange in my mind
until your body giving me heat
thanks for your description / poem @jadnven
La Última Hoja de Cristal
Erase una mansión donde vivía una feliz familia, el lugar quedaba en el campo lejos de la ciudad. Mamá, papá y su única hija llamada Cristal solían jugar todos los días en el járdin, corrían y paseaban para ver los árboles que se movían alegremente al compás del viento, juntos se divertían mientras el sol irradiaba su calor.
De repente, una enfermedad inesperada cae sobre el cuerpo de la niña Cristal, una fiebre alta obliga a los padres a llevarla al médico para curarla, varias intervenciones tuvo que sufrir Cristal durante el padecimiento. luego de tantos estudios la niña estuvo obligada a guardar reposo en su alcoba para ver su recuperación. La soledad cubría al ambiente, un frio triste se esparcía en cada espacio del lugar como vaticinando algo atroz.
La niña Cristal empeoró, el resplandor de su alma se encendió y congeló todo a su alrededor, era el momento de partir y en ese instante la última hoja de un arból cayó, era el alma de Cristal diciendo adiós.
The Last Crystal Sheet
There was a mansion where a happy family lived, the place was in the countryside far from the city. Mom, dad and their only daughter named Crystal used to play every day in the jardin, they ran and walked to see the trees that moved happily in the wind, together they had fun while the sun radiated its heat.
Suddenly, an unexpected illness falls on the body of the girl Crystal, a high fever forces the parents to take it to the doctor to cure it, several interventions had to suffer Crystal during the ailment. after so many studies the girl was forced to rest in her bedroom to see her recovery. Loneliness covered the environment, a sad cold spread in every space of the place as predicting something atrocious.
The Crystal girl got worse, the glow of her soul flared and froze all around her, it was time to leave and at that moment the last leaf of a tree fell, it was the soul of Cristal saying goodbye.
thanks for your story @adeljose
Hello @xpilar, your digital image is very beautiful. I like it very much. I will make a short story from your digital image. there is a village in the middle of the city. the village was very prosperous and prosperous. That was because Pak Aldi as the village head had a fair attitude in all matters, was good, and did not commit acts of corruption on village finance.
Pak Aldi has extraordinary dreams. besides making the people prosperous, Pak Aldi really wanted the village to look very beautiful. he always thinks how to make a village that looks beautiful. and finally he got the idea to make the village look beautiful. that is by making a floor that is coated with glass.
of course it makes a lot of funds come out. because besides buying the cost of glass, it also requires strict supervision of the glass. if the glass breaks, it must be replaced immediately. so that the local population is not exposed to broken glass.
Pak Aldi as village head requested approval from the community. and the community agrees with the idea.
not all floors are covered with glass. only roads are not covered. so that the vehicle can run without interference. and Mr. Aldi also made a rule that when someone is walking on glass, they cannot carry heavy items such as iron. heavy items may be carried while on the floor that is not coated with glass. and the community also strongly agrees with the rules set by Pak Aldi.
all motorists passing through the village were very impressed with the beauty of the village. even the village entered television as the best village in the country. and the people in the village are very happy. Pak Aldi also felt very satisfied. because the desire can be achieved.
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thanks for your description @aulia1993
I also thank you very much for your kindness so far.
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Wow the use of this very dominant blue color shows calm in my opinion.
Yes, it is peace of mind for people who understand art and understand the meaning of life.
Why did I say that?
Yes, because it is very clear that there is a house of worship in the picture and there is a river flowing there.
What is this ?
In my opinion, everything implies a symbol of calm and holiness.
It is only a little ironic in my perspective that no one is there even though the house of worship is so beautiful and luxurious.
Thank you and apologize if there is an error.
thanks for your description @seha76
My childhood home is the house of my dreams
The house where I took my first steps and I knew the love of my parents
My childhood home where I spend summers and enjoy winters
The house of my parents where its walls were my canvases for my works of art
My first house, my eternal castle, with glass walls and floors of mirrors
The house that I always love and where beautiful memories I will keep.
thanks for your beautiful poem @anasuleidy