Temple of the Damned

On a rough clearing ringed by a fence keeping the surrounding thicket at bay stands this menacing building. Two smokestacks flanking it like minarets, it rises into the sky like a grim temple.



The Building.

Prayers raised from within the cathedral-like interior unto a mad, deaf god go unheeded.


The Nave.


3 responses

  1. When I stand in buildings like this, I picture the place in its heyday. I hear the sounds of iron clanking, metal carts being pushed around, steam whistles, men shouting instruction back and forth. And I think, for decades the place buzzed with industry. Then one day it stopped, and people just left.

    November 10, 2013 at 6:57 pm

    • tabularasa88

      That is a bleak, albeit romantic picture. The truth more often wound up being that these buildings had a long, sad wind-down, being repurposed for ever more menial ends, dodging code violations and tax liens until finally petering out. If only I could remember on which blog I read all this well-researched info on abandoned buildings and such….

      November 10, 2013 at 8:38 pm

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