Aluto - Luna [wars001] -

Then, the kick drum returned, relentless and driving. It was the sound of progress, of the machines grinding away at the lunar crust, of humanity's stubborn refusal to stop moving.

The air in the Habitation Ring was thin, tasting of recycled oxygen and sterile metal. Kael sat by the reinforced viewport, watching the curve of the moon—Luna—as it loomed white and scarred against the absolute black of the void. ALUTO - Luna [WARS001]

The bass hit first—a heavy, mechanical heartbeat that echoed the thud of the airlocks. Then came the synths, shimmering and cold like the light reflecting off the Mare Tranquillitatis. Then, the kick drum returned, relentless and driving