The infinite black plane extends before, echoing something from an ancient past into your mind, as if calling you to a central point in space. As you sift deeper into the void, you turn back to see yourself still floating out at the borderline, looking into the endless oblivion ahead.

Beneath The Ice Sheets Of Halsk

Selvor Drone Systems

The Soluska Trench

At The Galinian Coastline

Sulk

Copper Skies Near Asmoa

Sapien Timescale

Deserts in Maza Topest

Organa Of The Vola Region

Glitter Static In Vega Centrix

These are sounds from a dream I haven't dreamt yet.

Theum Beance