The city—Charles had seen many, but he had never seen one so special.
The city's architecture was constructed from massive, improbably terrestrial green stones and featured dizzyingly tall monolith carvings, majestic statues, and ornate reliefs.
The structures beneath the trench were aberrant, with previously unseen spatial configurations and dimensions that inevitably provoked a strong sense of revulsion. At first glance, the stones around seemed convex, but on closer inspection, they appeared to be concave.
The entire city exuded a potent aura of impurity.
And those unpredictably twisted angles on the stones seemed to hide malicious threats and restless emotions. The bizarre city seemed endless, stretching into the far-off darkness,
For some inexplicable reason, Charles felt that the city was alive, that it was conscious, and that it was watching him.
That sense of being watched, which had intermittently risen since he had taken to the sea, originated from here.
