"Traversing through space, it's a.. Strange sensation.. Running the distance from one star to another still takes time, even with these massive speed propelling machines." He knocks a hand against the hull wall of his quarters, slowly causing a slight drift towards the observation panel. "Out here, on the float, time doesn't mean as much. It's taking a walk out of the frame for a bit and going back to basics." A ping chimes through on the nearby tablet. Gwynn takes a quick glance, swipes and taps on the small device before letting it rest in the air on its own. "You go into the routine of your duties, both on and off shift and that's all that matters. When you're out here the business of planetside life or the politics of the system end up not really mattering. Even the thought that we're on a job tends to fade at times.." Moving into a rested back position with arms crossed, Gwynn stabilizes himself all while starting out into the nearby local nebula. "It's beautiful in its own weird way.. A breath of fresh air in a realm devoid of and I never seem to tire of it."
An awesome little sketch piece by Fjorge that accurate depicts how I would feel to be on one of Gwynn's shipping runs through the stars. Just to be able to step outside of life for awhile would be refreshing at times.
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fjorge
Gwynn is to myself
An awesome little sketch piece by Fjorge that accurate depicts how I would feel to be on one of Gwynn's shipping runs through the stars. Just to be able to step outside of life for awhile would be refreshing at times.
Art is by
fjorgeGwynn is to myself
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Sergal
Size 1280 x 648px
File Size 113.9 kB
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