This is the battlefield:
The void like an open mouth,
dotted with violent teeth.
It bites down –
on the planet,
on the starship,
on us.
Exploding teeth,
white and dazzlingly and deadly.
And we're knocked into the void,
swished and spat forward.
It is a mouth of toxins and violence.
It is a minefield of interstellar explosives.
In our wake –
A planet like a chewed meal,
the pieces of it scattering in the dark.
It takes a final hit,
stands in defiance –
a rebel on a suicide mission,
stubborn and fighting –
and falls. Bursts
like a red balloon.
This is the battlefield
and the last refuge,
the stronghold of dirt and air,
is nothing but flame.
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Titans
Science Fiction"What was it like to witness the creation of the universe?" "Terrifying." When Atara, Merc, Cal and Lilith wake to darkness, they're each more than a little afraid. With no memory of who they were before, and with the universe bursting violently to...
