Alexandre Moscibroski da Silva
He had no fear, that sidereal engineer, When he cast his question to the endless sphere: "What astrophysical concepts pack the brute force To move a planet from its orbit and alter its course? Will it be fusion thrusters tearing the structure apart, Gravitational assists to give a brand new start, Or stellar engines blazing through the darkened heart?" And he woke in the cold vacuum without drawing breath, At the north pole of a yellow dwarf burning to death. They called the beast the Ocular Ste
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