abandoned temple
Once a magnificent shrine, this desiccated structure stands as a warning against the power of forgetting. The building's keratin walls have grown brittle and cracked, with massive fissures revealing the necrotic tissue beneath. Desiccated cellular matrices crumble at the slightest touch, while the air carries the acrid smell of decay. The main chamber, once a perfect pore-shaped dome, has partially collapsed, creating a jagged maw that seems to gasp for moisture. Strange growths pulse in the sha...
Located in Metabolic Currency and Cellular Capitalism.