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Time is a luxury we no longer possess

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  Time is a luxury we no longer possess Our battered Subi spacecraft, a relic in the night Flickering erratic, its core a dying light On Primary Trade Lane Delta-Nine, a river of light so grand But cycles bled away, draining across the land BK slumped, pale and strained, JB with eyes closed in despair Time a luxury we no longer possessed, consumed by cosmic air. No stopping in uncharted space No "stop and revive" in this perilous, uncharted space. The Rumour Mill's comfort is a memory, lost to time and trace. The exorbitant demand is a punch right to the gut. Our savings drained, our journey's hope, behind a costly shut. Slingshot into an anomaly But Katcha's mind intertwined with Subi, a final desperate plea, "A predictive model for a slingshot to the anomaly!" "Best case, worst case": a gamble to save everything we hold dear, with a 45% chance of structural damage, battling hope and fear. To that faint, almost imperceptible energy signature, ...

Gotta Assassinate Dungeon

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  The Room is a Dungeon I woke up to the punishment of cramping cold. My bed is dirty, and I have been feasted on by pests and rodents. Realizing my nakedness and no blanket to cover up, I feel vulnerable. My immediate thought is: who has captured me?  I quickly scan the room. No window. No dunny. No nothing. Just a solitary light, behind its wire cage, simultaneously emitting and trapping a spectrum of transformative light. I try to account for my lost time. Without any means of measurement, I must endure until an opportunity presents itself. This is a temporal experience.  I focus on apprehending my fears as a single event in time. I must trust my perceptions to escape. The roof and walls are cold.  I experience the architect’s subliminal message. I know his place. It is I who dwell inside of his fear. What shall be done must be done. This revolving state cannot withstand my driving force. When my rotation is complete, four lives will enter into my cell of death. T...

The Abyss Stares Back

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  The Rapid Creek Abyss Stares Back From the corruption and scandals of our colonial governments. And the just moral and social evolutions afforded. Far from the lands of despotism and aristocracy. The Empire shaped this land. The Abyss arrived. All those deaths made in silence. The instruments that silenced tongue, histories, and myth. The institutions that maintain silence.  The Rapid Creek Red Moon Eye Lunar malevolence. Fear of being attacked. Fear of being eaten. Cyclical predictions. Growth-based endeavors. An engineered future. An empire.  A sovereign state.  Conquering many territories. Subjecting people to one authority. Many cultures under one kingdom.   One kingdom one god. Subjugation. The wrath of one god. Enforced by law. Abyss The Character Of Storm Ill at ease. Discomfort and distress. Settlers breaking down. Opportunistic men. Of self-interest. In denial of atrocities committed. Structured towards blame-shifting. The rights of lordship. And...