It’s 2085. AI, once trusted to predict celestial events, forecasted Earth’s next eclipse in 2496—but it came early and never ended. The moon locked in place, casting Earth into eternal darkness. Ecosystems collapsed, temperatures fell, and humanity, disillusioned, turned away from technology. In the shadows, one question rose: what glows when the sun does not? The answer: Fireflies. Thus began the Black Firefly Project, a sanctuary in the ruins of Papplewick Pumping Station. Firefly farms shimmer above; below, their light is harvested and channeled through cocoon-like structures. Here, bioluminescence becomes ritual—a fragile, living light in a stalled world.