He who has come back out of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard & knowing - he comes for us, we are weak, we are dying - if only Death could visit us - a mercy for which I dearly pray.
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September 2nd 1190, the year of our Lord.
I pray through the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ; guard me in these hours when no power of the will, or drug of man, can keep me from the chasm of sleep. I long to rest, but this place- this horrid place- this forest of the damned- this forsaken land of nod- it haunts my waking hours and consumes those who fall unto Nyx's sweet embrace. Fool that I was- fools we all were- to plunge with such unsanctioned phrensy into mysteries no man was meant to penetrate-
I hear them, the wind has ceased, he who has come back out of the nethermost chambers of night, haggard and knowing- he comes for us, we are weak, we are dying- if only Death could visit us- a mercy for which I dearly pray- but with him peace rests nevermore and death is but a fool's dream. I wish for it so- dear God, why will you not grant us Death-
Captain's Log: We are currently in orbit above Alpha Carinae II undergoing the scheduled installation of a new heuristic processing unit, the M7. I'm sure everything will be fine.
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“Captain's Log, Star Date: 5929.3, After 3 months of overly taxing missions, the crew is relieved to finally receive some well deserved R&R. The Ranger is currently in orbit above Alpha Carinae II near Star Base 6 undergoing the scheduled instillation of a new heuristic processing unit, the M7. The lead developer on the project, a Dr. Minerva Daystrom, has beamed on board to oversee the system's activation and testing. While myself, and the majority of the crew will be on leave, a small select number of officers under the command of my first officer, will stay behind to observe the M7's testing. Given the Daystrom legacy in these areas, I'm sure past mistakes will not be repeated."
Captain's Log: We are currently en-route to the Sorek sector in response to a distress signal from the USS Delilah. The transmission was cut off which gives this whole situation an ominous feeling.
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“Captain's Log, Star Date: 62160.6. We are currently at warp 9.7 en-route to the Sorek sector in response to a distress signal from the USS Delilah. The transmission was cut off half way through and there was no clear indication of what was going on. Ship and crew are on high alert as this sector of former Klingon space has not been well explored. It was marked as off limits to the Warriors of the empire, which gives this whole situation a very ominous feeling.
Beneath the umbrage of the forest, the innocent sleep dreams disquieted by my presence. The teeth amidst the darkness, I am the wolf.
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“Beneath the umbrage of the forest, the innocent sleep dreams disquieted by my presence. The teeth amidst the darkness, I am the wolf- and like a dear amidst green pastures, subconscious instinct alert them to a unseen predator, an unending hunger which stalks their every breath. In their ignorance, the deer tell their young that I am but a shadow, the musings of an overactive imagination- but rest dear children, rest and dream your petulant dreams. The moon yet rises in the east and soon, quite soon, the gift of forever will be bestowed upon you this night.” ~Excerpt taken from a piece of bloody... parchment...