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## Visiones - Despedida
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Por siete años más, Lucian siguió siendo tratado por Patricia, la nodriza del dispensario, medicamento tras medicamento, su condición no variaba, las visiones seguían apareciendo, afectando sus estudios y su capacidad de socializar, haciéndolo huraño y abstraído. Poco a poco sus compañeros fueron distanciándose de él y dejándolo atrás en los estudios, hasta convertirlo que un joven solitario y silencioso.

Su otro yo en Fenrir, como él lo llamaba en las sesiones de terapia, no era capaz de hablarle, sólo lo escuchaba y él sabia que era así, por sus acciones, lo cual en realidad no servía de mucho. El Lucian de Fenrir vivía en el restringido mundo del dispensario, su única vista del mundo exterior la tenía a través de un ventanal, el mismo que también estaba en el dispensario de Perseo, sólo que allí la vista estaba directamente a la pared de la montaña.

La vista que tenía el Lucian de Fenrir, del mundo más allá de la sala común y el dispensario, a través de su ventana, era la de una cadena de picos que asemejaban los afilados y helados dientes, de las fauces de alguna extraña y gigantesca criatura, fauces que sentía estaban devorando uno a uno a los niños de la colonia.

A través de la ventana, podía observar elevarse en el cielo el gigante gaseoso, del cual Fenrir era un satélite, así como las ocasionales salidas de la estrella enana naranja a la que el planeta orbitaba. Para el Lucian de Perseo, ver un amanecer fue una novedad, en su mundo no existían los amaneceres u ocasos, al menos no el sentido literal; en Perseo había días y noches, pero sólo se trataba del oscurecimiento o no de la cúpula que lo protegía, del aun en terraformación, ambiente externo.

Lucian ya de veintidós años, había vivido buena parte de su niñez, adolescencia y juventud con aquellas visiones que nadie creía, se trataban de las experiencias de otro niño que quizá estaba a más de quinientos años luz de Perseo, se había convertido en un adulto sombrío y taciturno, mantenía sus visiones para él, sólo las comentaba con PATRICIA en sus habituales sesiones.

Había sido testigo de cómo el Lucian de Fenrir se quedaba sólo en la sala común, uno a uno, los niños fueron viniendo y uno a uno fueron muriendo, y por lo que pudo interpretar de las preguntas de los mismos niños a las nodrizas, esto estaba sucediendo en toda la colonia, la sala común no era el único recinto dedicado a recibir a los moribundos, todo Fenrir moría lentamente.

Presenció cómo Lucian despertaba después de varias intervenciones, una de ellas para amputarle las piernas y en otras su brazo derecho. Sus visiones se fueron haciendo cada vez más breves y distantes una de otra, como si sus momentos de lucidez fueran menos. Lo que fuera que estuviera matándolo estaba próximo a lograr su cometido.

Una mañana, mientras se alistaba para salir del dormitorio, a su entrenamiento profesional, cayó al suelo y empezó a ver un cielo intensamente iluminado por infinidad de estrellas, con nubes de colores pastel que, como velos, se desplazaban a través de todo el campo de visión, oscilando rítmicamente, llevadas por una leve y fría brisa. 

El habitual olor fétido que acompañaba a sus visiones, había desaparecido, desplazado por una agradable y suave fragancia que no podía describir, sintió como la desesperanza y angustia empezaba a cesar y junto con ella el profundo dolor que las causaba, era como sentir el cuerpo adormecerse completamente, mientras una extraña paz parecía reemplazar todos los demás sentimientos, una paz que era acompañada por una profunda dicha, justo antes de que todo se oscureciera, nublándose poco a poco, como lo hacía la cúpula de Perseo al anochecer.

Lucian despertó sobre el piso de su habitación, nada en su visión parecía haber tenido sentido, pero aun así sabía lo que había pasado. Se sentó con las rodillas recostadas contra su pecho y agachó su cabeza, sus lágrimas brotaron cayendo sobre su ropa. A pesar de la tristeza que sentía; en lo profundo, un sentimiento de alivio lo tranquilizaba. Ahora estaba seguro de que las visiones no volverían.

Ese día Lucian no asistiría al entrenamiento, pasaría el resto de la mañana y la tarde en la playa, más allá de las marismas, sentado en la arena, observando el horizonte, viendo los relámpagos romper la oscuridad de los densos nubarrones del lado diurno del planeta. Sería su despedida del Lucian de Fenrir, su par genético con el que mantuvo por más de diez años un inexplicable nexo a través del infinito vacío del espacio.

Durante la noche del día doscientos veintidós, del año diecisiete de fundada la colonia Fenrir, Lucian, el último de los colonos había fallecido, su deteriorado cuerpo, casi logró alcanzar los diecisiete años, después de incinerar su cuerpo, las dos nodrizas robot que permanecían operativas, se desactivaron y la IA de la colonia detuvo toda actividad en el módulo del dispensario, la única sección de todo el complejo un activa y con energía; para luego sellar el reactor y suspender sus propias operaciones.

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## Visions - Farewell
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For seven more years, Lucian continued to be treated by Patricia, the dispensary nurse, medication after medication, her condition did not change, visions kept appearing, affecting her studies and her ability to socialize, making him sullen and abstract. Little by little his companions distanced themselves from him and left him behind in his studies, until they turned him into a solitary and silent young man.

His other self in Fenrir, as he called it in the therapy sessions, was not able to talk to him, he only listened to him and he knew that he was like that, by his actions, which was not really much use. Lucian de Fenrir lived in the restricted world of the dispensary, his only view of the outside world was through a window, the same one that was also in the dispensary of Perseus, only there the view was directly to the wall of the mountain.

The view that Lucian de Fenrir had of the world beyond the common room and the dispensary, through his window, was that of a chain of beaks that resembled the sharp and icy teeth, of the jaws of some strange and gigantic creature, jaws that he felt were devouring one by one the children of the colony.

Through the window, the gas giant, of which Fenrir was a satellite, could be seen rising in the sky, as well as the occasional exits of the orange dwarf star orbiting the planet. For Lucian of Perseus, to see a sunrise was a novelty, in his world there were no sunrises or sunsets, at least not the literal sense; in Perseus there were days and nights, but it was only the darkening or not of the dome that protected him, of the still in terraformation, external environment.

Lucian, already twenty-two years old, had lived a good part of his childhood, adolescence and youth with those visions that nobody believed, they were the experiences of another child who was perhaps more than five hundred light years from Perseus, had become a sombre and taciturn adult, maintained his visions for him, he only commented them with PATRICIA in his usual sessions.

He had witnessed how Lucian de Fenrir remained only in the common room, one by one, the children were coming and one by one they were dying, and by what he could interpret from the questions of the same children to the wet nurses, this was happening in all the colony, the common room was not the only room dedicated to receive the dying, all Fenrir died slowly.

He witnessed how Lucian woke up after several interventions, one of them to amputate his legs and the other to amputate his right arm. His visions became increasingly brief and distant from each other, as if his moments of lucidity were less. Whatever was killing him was about to accomplish its task.

One morning, as he was getting ready to leave the bedroom for his professional training, he fell to the ground and began to see a sky intensely illuminated by an infinite number of stars, with clouds of pastel colors that, like veils, moved across the entire field of vision, oscillating rhythmically, carried by a light and cold breeze. 

The usual foul smell that accompanied her visions had disappeared, displaced by a pleasant and soft fragrance that she could not describe, she felt how the despair and anguish began to cease and together with her the deep pain that caused them, was like feeling the body numb completely, while a strange peace seemed to replace all the other feelings, a peace that was accompanied by a deep joy, just before everything darkened, clouding little by little, as did the dome of Perseus at dusk.

Lucian woke up on the floor of his room, nothing in his vision seemed to have made sense, but he still knew what had happened. He sat down with his knees against his chest and bent his head, his tears streamed down on his clothes. In spite of the sadness he felt; deep down, a feeling of relief reassured him. Now he was sure that the visions would not return.

That day Lucian would not attend the training, he would spend the rest of the morning and afternoon on the beach, beyond the marshes, sitting on the sand, watching the horizon, seeing the lightning break the darkness of the dense clouds on the diurnal side of the planet. It would be his farewell to Fenrir's Lucian, his genetic pair with whom he maintained for more than ten years an inexplicable nexus through the infinite void of space.

During the night of the day two hundred and twenty-two, in the seventeenth year of the founding of the Fenrir colony, Lucian, the last of the colonists had died, his deteriorated body had almost reached seventeen years, after incinerating his body, the two robot wet nurses that remained operative, were deactivated and the IA of the colony stopped all activity in the dispensary module, the only section of the entire complex an active and energetic; to then seal the reactor and suspend its own activities.

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Thanks @xpilar, I hope the story was to your liking.

<center>**The road of life.**

Coming to the end of my world, I came across a hard, steep, sharp path.

A path that took me to the cusp of my dreams

I never thought that to touch the blue sky, I would have to face so many difficulties.

Cold moments, hot moments, flat and pleasant roads, winding and difficult roads.

But all that is worth it, because my life is special and blessed.</center>

I present a picture from "The Lord of the Rings" as the hobbits walked to Mordor or  Somewhere in the rocks is the castle of some evil wizard.

Something this picture leads me to gloomy thoughts about dark forces somewhere far away ;-)

as always your digital image is very good. full of variations in shapes and colors.

Looks spectacular to observer this kind of digital art so nice

En un pueblo, en un día lluvioso, hubo una gran tormenta, ciertos habitantes sintieron mucho temor , estaban confundidos sin saber que hacer.Había entre ellos alguien quien pensó que de esa manera –aterrados-  no lograrían nada  positivo, por lo que  tomó la sabia decisión de dar instrucciones con voz demando, y les dijo: “oigan, no es la tormenta literalmente lo que los aterra, y les digo, esta tormenta pasará así como todo en la vida pasa,    pero si no  cambian  la actitud mental, esa será la  peor tormenta que ira adonde ustedes vayan, y el barco de sus vidas naufragará porque todo   lo que vean  es según el cuadro mental que  tengan.En medio  de aquella charla que el referido  
personaje les daba,  ellos se olvidaron un poco de la tormenta, la que fue pasando hasta que todo se apaciguó y agradecieron la lección prometiendo ponerla  en practica para que así el el barco de sus vidas no naufrague.

Rock belly great digital

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What a great design.
Cloudy mountain

Good post

The Everest and hiking time.

Amazing my friend @xpilar

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Sharp rocks covered by clouds.

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These are sharp rocky mountains that appear from the sea.

Excellent expression of art, linking mountains, cold and color.

I would describe the picture "Closer to Heaven."
I was in the High Tatras and I can imagine how beautiful it is when you look down, being above the clouds.
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This is a beautiful and bewitching picture.

Sharp Rocks up toward the sky

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Sharp rock under the sky. These rocks fall on the ground and the various vegetable vegetables of the land benefit the bananas and they use these vegetables to earn a living and sell them

Fogs of Death.

A society plagued by vices and ambitions has been plagued by an immense cloud with a rotten smell, the smelly cloud has overflowed into the solitary rocky mountains of the northern mountain range, the affected community is enveloped in cries of open sky by the calamities they present, skin eruptions begin to be seen among the sinful settlers, many rumors about a curse that fell on the village by an old man who was a victim of the greed of his relatives who killed him to keep the inheritance. Morals and values have been lost in our society, taking it to the darkest shadows of this world.

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Neblinas de la Muerte.

Una sociedad plagada de vicios y ambiciones ha sido plagada de una inmensa nube con olor putrefacto, la mal oliente nube se ha desbordado hasta las solitarias montañas rocosas de la cordillera norte, la comunidad afectada se envuelve entre gritos a cielo abierto por las calamidades que presentan, erupciones de piel comienzan a verse entre los pobladores pecadores, muchos rumoran sobre una maldición que cayó en el pueblo por un anciano que fue victima de la avaricia de sus familiares quienes lo asesinaron para quedarse con la herencia. La moral y los valores se han perdido en nuestra sociedad llevandola hasta las más oscuras sombras de este mundo.

# A famous duo.
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Daniel is a very talented actor, who has not yet been lucky to have a big role that makes him known. There have been many attempts, auditions he has attended but he has not succeeded.
One day in October when he returned very late from an audition, paper he did not get, he walked down the depressed streets, when he saw an old lady carrying heavy market bags, he decided to offer his help, help that the lady did not refuse.
They walked together when they started talking and he told her his sadness, the lady asked him to accompany him to sing a motivational song while they arrived at the house of the lady.
The lady started the song, Daniel that although he did not sing did not want to reject a duo with such a kind lady, but while they were singing he was recognizing the voice of the lady, she was a famous soprano.
When they arrived at the house of the lady, before saying goodbye he thanked her for the duo, confessed that he had recognized her.
The lady gave him some tickets for a concert he would have at the municipal theater.
Daniel went with his wife, before starting the show he approached the singer and I wish him much success.
Start the show, the theater was bursting with people and in the middle of the show the singer invited Daniel to accompany him to sing that song so known to him.
Daniel sang with his heart, and although his voice was not so good at the theater.
The lady dedicated a few words of encouragement to all those young people who wanted to succeed like Daniel, who would not be discouraged because success comes, just don't stop fighting.
When the show ended many talent hunting approached Daniel, making great proposals, but there was a proposal that stood out among all, was that of the lady who asked him to accompany him every day to open the show.
They decided to put together a great show full of brightness and color, they wrote a song that told the constant struggle of the new talents, the steep mountains that they had to overcome to achieve the opportunity and to see the sky of success shine, so during the song the theater it was filled with lights, with smoke, steep mountains appeared
![image.png](https://ipfs.busy.org/ipfs/QmVeXUnTXzxBFecxUQaYKLNiRscrmTrpkidZFxohs2GpZ5)

This duo was incredible, the old woman's voice and Daniel's theatrical power made those present cry and clap their hands.
This duo was the most famous and beloved in history.

The image is giving me the resemblance of Steem current situation. There was a time when steem was at the top. Fellow steemians helped to bring it to top by climbing steep and sharp cliff. Now due to down trend in market the steem is dipping down towards the sharp cliff. It's time again to build people trust by lifting this platform. This is only possible to build our steem power which will win the trust of many fellow steemians and avoid unnecessary downvoting as it will help to bring more people and investor confidence. Let's hope for the best @xpilar

Cool art!

Great desinge my dear friend xpilar