Before us lies the scorched plains of Sauron IV. What was once a beautiful land full of life was almost immediately harvested by travelers and intergalactic industrialists. All that lay now are the scorched and desolate hills of the planet; its lakes and atmosphere toxic to all species. Its rock faces hollowed to build bases for companies. The skies show that even the nearby planets are also susceptible to such ravaging industrial assaults. Their atmospheres almost non-existent as they nearby astral bodies float lifelessly through the cold depths of space, never again to sparkle with the glint of life
Jeez, I need to be more consistent with my artwork. But, oh well who cares? Here's my first piece of 2011.
Thanks for looking.