"The moon looms over the city like a large omnious star, with the twinkling lights of its many distant couterparts, shining thru the dark velvet that be the sky, as if a thousand more moons be slowly making it's way to the dead city. The glow is casts upon the city gives it a grey,eerie glow. The robot stares, its servitors whirring inside, wondering if this derelict city was once bustling with robots, or the fleshy animals that hunt him with the same steel that his body is made of. But yet it doesn't know. It doesnt know anything, but the creaking of the wooden swing in the cold, whispering wind."
Spent the last 2 hours on this. z. the cityscape is a mixture of many different brushes. Not drawn by me. Yet. YET. The caption was for fun.
