r/ImaginaryFuturism

By the brooding giant Ossadeen stands the house of the Dullahan, An enormous tower of metal and scrith, strung with the golden lights of moving vessels. For all years, the house is a bustling hub of local trade, merchants and scavengers from across the system coming to the grand bazaars nestled in the crevices of the vast abandoned structure.

But on every fifth turn around the sun, the seasons change and the giant looms large as the house falls ever closer to its periapsis. Then, the time has come, and from beyond the sphere of the local star, arrive the nomad engineherders of the great clades Megachaira. With carcass hulks in tow, on ships like megatropolises overgrown with machinery, the Megachaira make their home in the house of the Dullahan, and with them surge knowledge and trade, and the whole system comes alive with new riches flowing in.

It was most curious then, when in the fifth cycle since Gondwana's winter the Megachaira Nomads did not return.

a daydream.......