309) The Salvation of Eden, Chapter 73 — The ancient Zhaalmohhrian home

The ceiling itself was brightly painted, a huge mural stretching across the entire length of the hall. It was a battle scene, clearly, but the combatants were not people, nor beasts. There were flying contraptions with strange sticks poking out of them, squat, lumbering wagons, each sporting an enormous proboscis and armoured like an oversized beetle, and squarish, humongous humanoids with beams of light shining from their eyes and hands. It didn’t make much sense.