>>5706974The only thing he can see is that something there isn't. Or is... was... huh? Ugh. It hurts to try and look further.
>You gain a headache for your troubles.>>5706981>>5706986The two of them float past its veil and feel the weight of gravity give them a sense of up and down. It's unnaturally dark here. With the backdrop of the stars, you'd expect light... The air here smells stale and musty. You feel like you're being watched. The crunchy ground rattles.
You can speak, but you wonder if that's safe to do.
>>5706977>>5706992Passing the shroud, you realize that the air is thick and hard to breathe with the weight of starry moondust. Beneath you, the planet is spinning in random directions. You'll have to figure out how to... land.
>>5706980>>5706993As you enter, you have to throw yourself to the side to avoid being splattered by a supercooled magnetically levitating rock, screaming by at the speed of sound. The rush of cold air bites your fur and hair. Nearby, you can see pools of ferrofluid spiking to indicate that a maglev stone is approaching. At least you have some warning!
>>5706983You can feel your spirit wanting to stick itself to the web. Gravity here is weak, so moving around shouldn't be difficult. But you have a deep-seated feeling getting stuck means bad, bad things.
>>5706984There's a harmony here, you realize, as you touch down between the spires of skyscraper tall crystals. As you listen carefully, there's a song that resonates between each stone. Each beat, each note, shifts the planet a little.
>>5706989>>5706994The two of them arrive at the planet that is too normal. Everywhere they look is just the same perfectly green hills for miles. Well, granted it's some sort of strange micro-planet, they could probably walk for a day and end up in the same spot. But they can't be here forever! There are no landmarks! Where do they even need to go?
Sneasel is lounging nearby, star-bathing. There's not really a sun, so...
