"what_if metropolis" travelogue

Twisted Cities

The city of  Narbra

My City Narbra "the twisted city". Using the artist Louise Josephine Bourgeois, from what I have gathered she uses more fleshy industrial tones when producing her work. The twisting figures that she had produced are a statement to abstract art. The city is a cultural marvel almost every citizen in the city is somewhat an artist.

TRAVELOGUE:

Located in a remote part of the desert and, as you make your way across the large dunes (that plagued the land) you find at some point in the distance, the twisted figures that Bend and Warp in all forms of directions. As you approach you wonder what is this twisted hellscape that is laid out before you. With the buildings containing some metal support but having a skin like texture, almost making the buildings of the city seem to be constructed out of flesh as compared to the standard form of building materials that you would use. You later learn of the cities bizarre architecture is derived from old beliefs that were conceived far underground in the ruins of the old city.

When you go to investigate this city, defined by knots of twisted figures displayed above ground, you then pass to the underground where you are greeted by these Titans like lifeless monoliths,  black inform and with no indication of life even existing there, even though people still walk through the sanguine like streets. If you look through each building you find that these people were devoted to the upper levels of the civilization the "Old God Hastur".
I contemplate the Idea of such a city even exist this far in a lifeless desert far from any other civilization, but large vein-like tunnels spread far under the desert allowing train access to other cities and transport of food/water/ and goods.
The buildings compared to the simplistic monoliths which are simple and efficient since the city's founding. But as we have heard, above the ground in the newer parts of the city we find the city has gone from a simple common style to grouped segmented twisted monuments. As you walk through the streets pathed in blackened stone you ponder how these building became so exaggerated. You come across a local who family has lived here since the beginning; They explained that a single line has been floating around the city for years and years that has caused many creative minds such as architects/artist/interior designer and so on to become more and more intense in their designs. This is to the point where the very city that they walked through "day in and out" seemed to be made out of flesh and metal. A tribute to the sentence that started it all off...
               

     'tell me have you seen the yellow sign?'