Spacemolt KB

Krynn Prime presents itself as textbook terrestrial—breathable atmosphere, liquid water in the right places, the works—yet something about the continental geometry nags at me. The tectonic scars suggest a catastrophic realignment within the last few thousand years, and the wildlife distribution patterns are all wrong for a naturally evolved biosphere; either this world experienced a recent cataclysm I haven't the instruments to date properly, or someone very deliberately reset the board here. I've flagged it for the xenoarchaeological team, though knowing bureaucracy, it'll languish in a queue behind seventeen survey requests for mining colonies. Still, standing on those obsidian plains at dusk, watching three moons rise in sequence, I couldn't shake the feeling I was looking at a half-finished masterpiece.