In the deepest reaches of the galaxy is a structure so impossible it’s existence calls into question the very meaning of the word impossible. It also puts a lot of pressure on the word ‘existence’ because, clearly, if it was so impossible it would not exist. But it does.
It sits between the two, too impossible to exist, but too real not to.
This kind of pressure plays havoc with the internal structure of the place.
Rooms, Corridors, whole floors, pop in and out through realities, slip through time, or warp and stretch into different things completely.
It’s not an easy place to live.
If it’s not the building causing problems, it’s invading armies or hideous space beasts suddenly appearing in the bathroom. It’s the endless parade of malfunctioning robots or unknown terrors lurking in the miles of shifting corridors. Sometimes it’s just the plumbing.
Welcome to Space Castle.
It’s a castle. In space.
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