Orvex did not enter the hall looking for the center. The center had already been arranging itself around him for longer than he could measure. The taller the outer walls grew, the more clearly he felt the quiet pressure of what they were built to contain. Every arch, every layered ring, every polished surface that returned his shape to him was only holding the same question in a different form. He had spent years strengthening the structure, believing the work was to keep it standing. Then one step, then another, and the floor began answering back with the same ripples no matter how carefully he moved. He raised his hand not to command the rings, but because the distance between them and the place he stood had finally become thin enough to notice. What looked like a vast temple from outside was simply the last layer of something he had been carrying inside all along. The outer form did not need to fall. It only needed to stop pretending it was separate from the point it had always been circling. Orvex is part of the Glitched Clan. 19 MP • 3904px X 4960px • 17.8 MB Tools used: MJ V8.1, LR, Procreate Tier: Special