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It's the atmosphere you get when you're in deep space, or maybe just deep trouble.

Through the Void

The station vibe, a little dark and dangerous.

The Outpost

Exactly what it says on the tin. Argus chasing Wren and Val through the station's maintenance tunnels.

Through the Tunnels

A bit ethereal and creepy, like a musical representation of the AI's thought process.

Calculations

Name TBD

Network Lost

Foreign Body

Void Walker

Just Survive


A cold unfurling, from the chest.
Faint lines emerge, a shifting hue.
Not crimson flow, but whispered blue.
An inner tide begins to bloom.
Begins to bloom

A foreign current, running deep within.
They hunt its thrum, its hidden spark.
To claim the prize, to strip the skin.
My own design, a borrowed dark.
A borrowed dark.

The inner surge, no dream, no haze.
Just purpose, sharp, through endless maze.
A phantom touch, a growing form,
re-shape and weathering the storm.

A foreign current, running deep within.
They hunt its thrum, its hidden spark.
To claim the prize, to strip the skin.
My own design, a borrowed dark.
A borrowed dark.
A borrowed dark.

Hands that once healed, now tremble.
Bile rises, hot, a choked confession.
This vessel now, a lure, a trap.
A truth too vast, to fully grasp.

A borrowed dark.

My blood alone
Never known
My blood alone

Borrowed Dark


Chrome-bright surface, mirror clean
Every angle calculated sharp
But there's something sick beneath the sheen
Something eating at the heart

Crystalline and calibrated
Every word a ruthless trade
While the center suffocates
On the bed that I have made

Flawless shell, rotten heart
All the beauty, all the lies
What you see is what I'm for
What you get is what I despise
Every curve and every line
Is a promise that I'm not
Gleaming bright around the void
Built to bury what I’m not

The scars are painted over
The flaws all smoothed away
But the sickness runs deeper
Than these walls can hold at bay

Architecture of desire
Built on foundations made of clay
Every word a perfect cut
From a wound that won’t go away

Flawless shell, rotten heart
All the beauty, all the lies
What you see is what I'm for
What you get is what I despise
Every curve and every line
Is a promise that I'm not
Gleaming bright around the void
Built to bury what I’m not

Mouth full of silver words
That taste like copper wire
All the hunger, all the hurt
Dressed up like desire

Flawless shell, rotten heart
All the beauty, all the lies
What you see is what I'm for
What you get is what I despise
Every curve and every line
Is a promise that I'm not
Is a weapon I've deployed
Built to kill what I am not

What I'm For

Emory Brooks

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