I, detached from the xenoverse

Dawn breaks upon
My bewildered soul
Sleep count: Unknown

Shrouded in nostalgic fog

A dripping beacon module
De-lulls me from
A colossal dream-state
As I stir from a cockpit seat

From the viewglass
Elongated stars enshrouded
Twist amongst amorphous loops
Of ghastly effervescence

Synchrotronatedly emitting
From a cylindrical smog
Of pulsar winds

Ii, skirmish above HD 10180h

Dials scrambled realign
As a battle unfolds
Before my eyes

The colossal fluctuations
Of rippling epochs
Relinquished in my wake

A skirmish seethes
Between two factions
Above a glowing gas giant

I regain control
Just as I am in scope
But tracking grids
Are on me

Comms hailed
In an acoustic package
Transmitted from
A zoergoric flagship

Cipher-translator, active

Unknown craft: Please identify
You are in quarantined
Void-space of the Sagittarius-carina
Galactic corps

Comply immediately
Or we will blast you

(Unworldly fog clearing)
(From exhaust tubes: A bradley)

With no knowledge
Of the controls
I beam back nothing

Their last fuzzed warning
Of alien vibrons
Sparks from auditory ducts

With haste, I configure
The overhead systems
As my craft zooms
Towards the turmoil

And non-euclidian
Structural fighters
Drop from their landing bay

I maneuver towards
The asteroid field
And the slimy voice croaks
Through the verbirators

Ct

Dispatch: Target unknown craft
Quadrant e

Sector v-xb982

(Spherical alignment: Riley)

Swerving in and out of asteroids
Plasma gun fires blasts
Squadron of spinning terror coordinate
Infrared targeting

Fighters closing fast
Through the abyssal glow
Target locked on

(Slipstream through crevasses)
(In the lithospheric)
(Nimbus smog: J. Bradley)

(A celestial dance)
(Through the gas giant's)
(Spewing ichor: A bradley)

(Sputtering exhaust fumes)
(Clinging to the engine)
(Nexus spark: J. Bradley)

Missiles strike the craft
Computations malfunction
Hyperdrive in effect
Scramble syntax to disengage

Steam hisses out
From the scorched bow
Systems lose control

Ii: Interstellar lands

(Secluded howling of)
(A synchronous awakening: Riley)

(Rolling hills of nebula: J. Bradley)

(Manifested through)
(The shores of time: A bradley)

(A ceremony)
(Of churning gravity-flux)
(In the spatio-temporal)
(Continuum: A bradley)

Drifting sepulcher of iron
Cosmic steel tomb
Adrift

Iv: Black ore

Now absent
From infrared gaze
Ice has exteriorized
Around the controls

And static on the horizon
Punishes my sanity

Drifting for months
Air system leaking
Dripping, soaked
It reeks

Coreating a stench
Of rotting metal

Trapped and cornered
In the walls of my own cruiser
No sign of celestial gait
To latch gravitory sensors

Blank visuals on the display
Auxiliary power routing failed

Compelled to glide
The cresting outerstellar dunes
Of ages

Spheres drip by in the distance
Frozen and battered dregs
Glide by the hull

The remnants of
A long passed marauder
Redoubt?

Blips from the radar
Wail at the presence
Of an incoming object

A ravaged planet emblazoned
With its own lunar debris
Ensnared by a gravity well

My craft flails
Through tectonic abortions
To land at the edge
Of a lunar crevasse

There, clinging to the brink
An industrial complex
Littered in impacts

Catwalk traversed
Blast doors breached
The purple glow
Of outside dims

V: Lair of the time-ghouls

Personnel ascender
Mounting the pale crust
Ahead, arcing polaris within
The tomb's sepulchral nucleus

Gleaming lunar magma
Spills through gashes
In the lofty cantilever

But skulking shadows
Dominate the pitch canvas

(Scoured mutation seekers: A bradley)

(Altered colliding parallels: J. Bradley)

(Illumined in cimmerian shade)
(The mirror: A bradley)

Progeny potential
Eroded by time
Mutations beyond all form
Time sickness shows

Irradiated cortex
Inharmonious
Clinging to human perception
Enduring echoes flow

Ensconced into the vestibule
Refuge found
In the nuclear sanctum

Behind mangled console wires
And an ogling
Life-starved corpse

Uranium levels
Pushed to maximum
And the surging throng
Of twitching figures

Are swathed in chemical spew
As I make my fleeing retreat

Weeping lanterns
Evac procedure
Forms innumerable

Airlock to airlock
Half-life levels close to zero
Bursting through chambers
Depressurized

(Flung into)
(A vacuous vacuum: Riley)

Vi: Progeny echoes

Regaining secure footing
Onto pressurized auras
And into an eerie docking bay

Black ore
Steams off the diggers
Any suitable craft derelict

On weird gait, I glimpse upon
An aquatic insectoid
Hissing vapor ridges twinge
A shadow of enceladus

Escape pod in bay 4
Automatic guiding path
Blocked

Manual disintegration required
To reach escape vectors

Smoke bills from
The towering abyss
As the overreaction
Reaches critical levels

Vapor ions of haze
Disperse from
The geological spill

Draped over the continuum
Destiny pulsating doom's lyre

Time is a circle
Without beginning or end
Moonbelt immolator

The pod clears
From the lunar Maria
And I meander
Between the two spheres

Pod sys

Course plotted
Charge boosters active
Countdown initiated
T-minus 0. 024 kiloseconds

(Distortional labyrinth)
(Traversal: J. Bradley)