~~~ Published on August 21, 2019 in Echoes of the WastelandFull resolution (1080 × 1080) ← Previous The city stills. The air grows heavy with pressure; it weighs on shoulders and sinks in lungs. Something stirs. One feels it more than hears it, a deep resonate thrum, like the heartbeat of the world. Beneath the city, a King Tide rises.