A gallery of pipes and grates welcome any visitor to the Eta Carinae Station. Its kilometric maze of service tunnels is the only way through the place, each one more ancient than the other, each one serving a more mysterious purpose than the previous one.
This sprawling maze has no creator, no central management, yet it houses a multitude of peoples from throughout the galaxy. Be it for a moment or for their whole lives, everyone passes through the creaky steel corridors, with noises both mysterious and ominous.
For untold centuries this place survives, no one knows how or why. Yet occasionally one can see a glimpse of someone interfacing with its myriad of computers and access points. These systems follow no language known to the galaxy, and yet... Its purpose is not yet forgotten.
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I drew this in a fugue state, enjoy uwu
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This sprawling maze has no creator, no central management, yet it houses a multitude of peoples from throughout the galaxy. Be it for a moment or for their whole lives, everyone passes through the creaky steel corridors, with noises both mysterious and ominous.
For untold centuries this place survives, no one knows how or why. Yet occasionally one can see a glimpse of someone interfacing with its myriad of computers and access points. These systems follow no language known to the galaxy, and yet... Its purpose is not yet forgotten.
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I drew this in a fugue state, enjoy uwu
Posted using PostyBirb
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Moth
Size 1400 x 1750px
File Size 2.42 MB
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