A genre shifting experiment, featuring the Tantalum, and various Althanas characters in a space-opera vignette.
Cataclysmic crack,
Mercury’s rising call,
Slithering tones of metal vigour,
That rise on high and tall.
Engine’s grind and blade’s demand,
The sound of our world flies,
Across the silver screen of air,
Where metal touches skies.
Our world once was so silent,
Yet now rings right with sound,
We make a new world bound in silver,
Which drives nature underground.
The Prima Vista
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