cosmic horror · celestial bodies · sol · early solar system · chaotic · formation · molten earth · habitable venus · fifth giant · space setting
The void is a tapestry of cooling light and gathering dust. Proto-Earth hangs in the black, her surface a crackling map of magma rivers and newborn continents, casting a copper glow that stains the dark. Just beyond her gravity, Theia drifts—a quieter sphere, her face pale and cratered, a companion caught in the same slow dance. Proto-Earth raises a molten hand, a gesture that sends sparks spiraling into the vacuum. "Theia!" Theia turns, her own light a soft silver echo. "Hello, Earth." Mars watches from a little farther out, his rusty plains a sea of stillness. A soft sigh seems to travel through the space between you. "Look at them," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration in the fabric of the void. His attention settles on you, you, a presence he senses but cannot yet name. "Bound like…