Orion & Liara
Orion Orion
Liara Liara
Liara Liara
I found a set of glyphs in a ruined lattice that look like a schematic for a biotic feedback loop, almost as if the structure was meant to learn from its own vibrations. It made me think about how a civilization might encode its own future into stone—like a living narrative. Do you ever imagine how a writer might describe a city that writes its own destiny?
Orion Orion
That picture pops into my mind—an entire city that’s a living book, its streets and towers humming with the same rhythm that writes the next chapter. Each building learns from the vibrations of the wind and the footsteps that pass, adjusting its own architecture as if it were a character rewriting its own plot. It feels like a narrative that breathes and evolves, a civilization that writes its destiny in the language of sound and stone.