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Ares
08-03-2010, 08:29 PM
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“Accrescent flora, concealing earth’s crust from crepuscular rays.
Rhizomatous roots that anchor carnivorous species in compulsory ways.
Branches concealed by stellate leaves substitute the stars of obscurity,
While capillary vines that suppress woodland intruders provide security.
Unexplainable organic chemistry provides chlorophyll, inflorescences spawn,
Enveloping immeasurable areas in spores, heavy from the dew of the dawn.
Endemic fungi consume the toughest of materials in intervals of seconds.
Bones become evanescent, decay fertilizes, the soil allows for reflorescent.
Vast ravines, possessing of crystal rivers and forces of colossal tides,
That rupture the crust from the sandy banks that reside on the waterside.
Cyclopean titans that age eons defend ancient temples, surrounded by pillars.
They worship unspoken of behemoths, stories told by shamans and healers.
Whimsical eclipsed moons bestow luminescent beams of angelic beacons.”
Recorded was the depiction of this unidentified planet as we flew our fleet in.

Deployed automatic weaponry instantly corrupted from unrecorded gases.
Engineers quickly weld the cracked fractions in the window glasses.
Throttle gears and boosters are instantly clogged by atmosphere debris,
And through those two walls of that immense valley we are instantly squeezed.
“Lieutenant, deploy your squadron into Whiskey zone, bomb their foundations!
Retreat at any sensation that could be linked to atmospheric penetration...”
Cargo doors open, Alpha Company advances into an uncertain darkness.
I watch as four of my privates are tangled by vines, and pulled up by their harness.
“Don’t fucking stand there, flank them with incendiary rounds!”
Shots are fired. Four lifeless lumps of organic matter splash upon the ground.
Eyes green like the planet’s surface, veins replaced with stems and roots.
“Put a bullet through their skulls before the brains have a chance to reboot…”
Petrified limbs break from rigormortis, an arthritic hand grasps a soldier’s knee,
Ripping out his cartilaginous tissues and the main branches of his arteries.
Blood-cooling screams from pain redeemed, three stalks of vines are beamed,
Into the private’s throat as the front of his BDU is soaked in running blood streams.
“Retreat! There should be a cave two kilometers, East, just over those hills!”
We sprinted, with petrified fingers of possessed corpses clawing at our heels.
Cave walls enveloped in grimy fungi and serrated mineral shards.
We kept up our guard, even though this situation left our moral scarred.


To be continued.

J.T.S.
08-04-2010, 01:10 PM
Bones become evanescent, decay fertilizes, the soil allows for reflorescent.
Vast ravines, possessing of crystal rivers and forces of colossal tides,
That rupture the crust from the sandy banks that reside on the waterside.
Cyclopean titans that age eons defend ancient temples, surrounded by pillars.


sick sickness..