A perpetually tired college student that has a few potentially decent ideas floating around in his head. From time to time I'll come back to some of my projects and expand upon them or start something new.
! CW: Eye Trauma, Bruises, Mental Disorder ! In the endless fathoms of deep space between and beyond the planets, something beckons. It creeps upon those who are isolated, when their mind is tired and weak...
A young nomad soothes their Walker as they pass by a graveyard of it's kin; their exoskeletons boiled dry by a torn sky. Similar husks litter the expanses of Mercury, a testament to what happens to those who do not adapt.
In the shadows of the Iron Spires, migrating along the terminator, walks Penumbra. Soldiers, mercenaries, and civilians alike warily watch the sky, always prepared for another Solar Pulse.