Patience, Comrade, Patience
That’s not a moon… The ETN Space Station drifts in silent orbit, a vast construct of unimaginable efficiency. Built by the Dominion in recent decades, it hums with perfect energy balance, its systems more advanced than any civilization dares claim to understand. Entry is restricted by a layered web of permissions so secure that only the chosen may pass beyond its gates. Many believe it serves as the backbone of interstellar order, though its true purpose remains cloaked in secrecy. To most, it is both a marvel of progress and a reminder of the Dominion’s silent reach.
