AVARICIOUS WYRM

in the oldest stories, Selenes are frail glass fairies, hidden in golden castles, and to taste of their food or drink or even to stay overlong among them is to become just as brittle, too weak to leave. but those stories are three thousand years old or more and today Selena's daughters, soldiers and callistocrats of lutrine bearing swaddled in Stationer silk and Martian linen and cotton, bring to bear all the grace and terrible strength of a five-meter skeleton reinforced with carbides and fullerite. chryselephantine fortresses dock her dreaded navy: Lutetia and Ctesiphon, Antipol on the far side buried in the regolith beneath the ateliers and labyrinth-gardens of its upper layer Antepol. between them, the mass drivers and the shipyards and the arrays of telescopes and transmitters trained on Old Earth or scanning the Kuiper belt for pirates and cacopracts.

Illustration for @sulcata's set of adventures for Heart, the city beneath!

check it out here: https://sulcata.itch.io/last-rites