The plasma cloud was an anomaly. It shouldn't be called a cloud, but they called it that anyways. It was found drifting through an isolated area of the outer spiral arm a generation ago. It started small, as an experiment. Can the energy be harnessed safely? Can any resources be pulled from within? Turns out the answer was a resounding yes to both questions. It seemed to have no bounds to either.
This success led to more people, more races, more ships. It's an ever growing life. Endless supply of energy and resources, no one wants or needs anymore.
With hundreds of species. Thousands of ships. You'd think it'd be easier to find someone. Fuck I'm lonely.
This is mixed media on watercolour paper. 12x16