The fall was hard, exceptionally hard. It came suddenly and quickly, leaving the old world scarred. Machines of war are now left abandoned and embedded into the land, sometimes unnaturally so. Now our world belongs to new races of creatures, who walk the Earth and forrage our old cities and ruins. Now it's their world, or is it?

 

Digital painting I did over the course of a few weeks. I've had an image of an old warship embedded into the side of a building for a while now, so... why not?