Atlas - The Equator

[You must look after them, they need guidance] his father once said; the delicate young organics. The Threes. Observing them was his duty, those tiny creatures. [They worry so much]. He was there when they swam in the oldest water; when they split the fragment and scorched their green moon. He guided them to the Golden Path and through The Scattering when they drifted through the endless stars lost and lonely. So lonely. Thank you, Adam. File: 6300x8000px PNG