Steins Gate Light Romane & Geschichten

The upper gates open. The answer hit the city harder than a scream. Ren turned toward Shigure. The upper gates were sealed. They were. By whom? Shigure looked at the wolf. Its mouth curved. By me. Golden lines appeared across the bridge. They formed a map of Silvercrest above us. Roads. Tunnels. The harbour. The palace. Red lights pulsed beneath several locations. Raiken moved closer. What are those? Entry points. The wolf lifted one paw. A red light spread beneath the palace.

I pulled the master control tablet toward me, tapping the screen to bring up the perimeter blueprint. "The eastern gate runs on an automated hydraulic system," I explained, pointing to the glowing red lines on the digital map. "At 5:00 AM, the night shift guards pack up their gear and march back to the central barracks on the west side of the property. The morning shift doesn't arrive at the eastern gatehouse until 5:04 AM. That four-minute gap is the blind spot." "And that’s when the black sedan will send its people through?" she asked, her eyes scanning the red lines.

Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I pull myself up straight in my chair to see why the fuck he woke me up. “Row, what the fuck?” “Lookkkk,” he said, taking my head, turning it to look out the window into the distance. There, off in the distance, probably three-fourths of a mile off, stood 100 to 150 foot tall black wrought iron gates for as far as the eye could see. They looked as if they could rival the gates of Aurelia. Rowan reached down next to Commander Rourke’s feet, grabbing his binoculars out of their heavy black case.

He placed a hand on her chest. “You have the light... of both moons. Let it guide you.” Then he was gone. The next day, they reached the Gate of Mourning. It stood thirty feet tall, black stone inlaid with gold. Chains wrapped around it, pulsing with energy. “This is it,” Saelith said. “The place where the world can break. The Codex must be placed at the altar before the gate opens.” Elizabeth approached the altar, Codex in hand. But the ground trembled.

"I'm pulling into the parking garage now. When you get here, go to the private entrance on the west side of the building. There's a gate with a keypad. Code is 4201." "Got it.” "See you soon, Mr. Sterling." The way she said his last name made him smile a little. Not mocking. Just... playful. He ended the call and kept driving. Sterling Tower was impossible to miss. Sixty floors of glass that reflected the sky. It stood taller than everything around it, like it wanted you to know it was important. Maxwell pulled into the parking garage and followed the signs to the west entrance. There was a gate, just like Natasha said. He rolled down his window, punched in 4201, and the gate slid open.

I then turned to my driver and motioned for him to wait and he nodded. I walked past the other guards who stood at the gate and they all nodded as I passed by them. I entered into the gate and I let out a gasp. The whole place was built with silver and it glinted against the harsh rays of the sun, almost blinding me. That was why they wore black masks. So that it could deflect the rays of the sun shining off from silvers from entering their eyes.

he asked, his eyes locked on mine. I nodded, a smile spreading across my face. The drive wasn’t very long before Ben turned from the road onto a driveway. As Ben drove up the long, winding driveway, I noticed a pair of imposing wrought iron gates flanking the entrance. These gates were adorned with intricate detailing, such as scrolls, flowers, and family crests, and were topped with sharp finials. The gates were painted a dark, classic black and were flanked by stone pillars and ornate lampposts.

She could figure out that there was a huge black colored gate in front of her and as soon as she took one step suddenly everything around her lit up. “Oh my goodness!” Hazel was extremely taken and back and she planted her hands on her chest looking around in much surprise. The gate in front of her lit up beautifully with golden colored lights in the form of various arches all over it as if it was a gate to heaven’s pathway. Constantly the lights were turned on one after the other and the girl realized that it was indeed a long tunnel which was made of bamboo and several long flower creepers. There were hanging lights all around it making it look like a beautiful golden tunnel. The bridge be

Chiri entered the foyer of Night Gate. Supported by gothic columns, the high ceiling arched upward like the hull of an overturned ship. Furnished extravagantly with sofas and chairs all upholstered in a deep royal purple. It lacked the natural light of the main building. Benefitting from a single west facing stained glass window. Its rounded frame dominated the space between two staircases. Hovering just above where they converged, their steps sloped onto the glossy black marble floor. Where, candles and glowing crystals cast a wavering light on its polished surface.

The mountain’s spine split open before them. A scar of obsidian stone and molten light cut through the ridge, pulsing like a living heartbeat. The air itself shimmered, thick with power and the stench of sulfur and ozone. Aria could barely breathe; the energy clawed at her lungs, burning away every mortal trace left in her blood. “This is it,” Kael said quietly, voice rasped from battle and smoke. His hand still trembled as he touched the black stone. The fire beneath his skin flared in response, drawn to it like a moth to flame. “The Gate of Ash and Light.”