View on OpenSea
Door 314 appears as a forlorn remnant of warmth in a world turned ice. It is ensconced within a cave-like enclosure, where every surface is encrusted with thick layers of ice and fringed with long, dagger-like icicles. The door itself, a simple, paneled white, stands in stark contrast to the intricate patterns of the frozen tendrils that frame it. The doorknob is just visible, a small promise of entry—or perhaps escape—from this cold embrace. The snow-covered steps leading to the door are the only evidence of a path through the wintry shroud. This scene is one of stillness and silence, the door an untouched gateway that begs the question of what warmth and secrets might lie behind its frozen facade.