"Now, what is this?!"

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((Famous comic artist colorful ink drawing, intricate details, dynamic poses, George Perez style linework, Fiona Staples-inspired character design. Influences by Wally Wood, Al Williamson, Joe Orlando, Bernie Krigstein, Reed Crandall, Jack Davis, and Johnny Craig.)) Monochrome with selective color. A solid, floor-to-ceiling wall of vibrant, multicolored translucent glass tiles in the foreground, glowing with soft, internal light. Behind this dense wall of glowing tiles and obscuring steam, the abstract, completely blurred silhouette of a a gorgeous female with short red hair showering is visible only as a poetic, deep shadow, with no discernible features, completely covered by the tile wall effect. Dreamy, poetic atmosphere, gentle washes.

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The deeper Kaelis went, the more the cave abandoned any pretense of being natural. The walls grew smoother, ribbed with cables almost petrified by time. The humming steadied into a rhythm, as if the place had found its heartbeat again and wanted her to hear it.

Her flashlight beam swept across a bend in the tunnel. Something ahead caught the light and threw it back in a fractured burst of color. Kaelis slowed, breath steady, the hairs on her arms prickling as she rounded the corner.

The wall rose before her like a mural from another world. Blocks of glass — no two alike, each a different shade — were fused together in a mosaic that shimmered with its own internal glow. Blues rippled like deep water, reds smoldered like embers, greens pulsed faintly in time with the machinery around her. The whole structure radiated an intentional beauty that didn’t match the utilitarian cold of the Old City’s tech. It felt older, crafted, almost ceremonial.

Kaelis touched one of the bricks. It was warm.

“That’s new,” she whispered.

The glass shifted under her palm. Not enough to move, but enough to acknowledge. Patterns of light flickered behind the bricks, forming shapes that dissolved before she could interpret them.

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