I like to listen to my headWhat does this carousel saySpontaneouslyI like to pen the silenceIf it had not been writtenIt would be lost forever.

Ship log, Alpha Centauries 3943 We have been on the run for seven cycles. The tracker ray is for life, it won’t wear off. We have out manoeuvred our pursuers, but every second I feel them draw near. Onue has found...