Deep underground, far deeper than most would ever dare to tread, lies an ancient and powerful machine. It’s a machine wrought from gritty sandstone and cold-forged steel, sparkling gemstones and intricate gears, countless mechanisms pushing and pulling and twisting and turning on one another, in perfect harmony, to achieve its purpose. Of course, nobody knows what its purpose is any more. The Ilkin tribe knew, once, but the new generation simply never bothered to learn the machine’s function. Nobody from the tribe had ever used it, and it had been many years since someone had even delved deep enough into the cavernous spaces beneath to even see the thing.
September 21 - A Crack
September 21 - A Crack
September 21 - A Crack
Deep underground, far deeper than most would ever dare to tread, lies an ancient and powerful machine. It’s a machine wrought from gritty sandstone and cold-forged steel, sparkling gemstones and intricate gears, countless mechanisms pushing and pulling and twisting and turning on one another, in perfect harmony, to achieve its purpose. Of course, nobody knows what its purpose is any more. The Ilkin tribe knew, once, but the new generation simply never bothered to learn the machine’s function. Nobody from the tribe had ever used it, and it had been many years since someone had even delved deep enough into the cavernous spaces beneath to even see the thing.