ColorfulCredit's Literatures
XENOCORP INDUSTRIES :
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Mara Aegnir squadron had been sent to requisition a set of planets thought to have been put out of commission a few years ago. No one had heard anything. It’ll be a simple job, she thought, get in, grab some power cells and stuff like that, and get out. But as her pod approached the planet, the eerie radio silence made her think otherwise
Boredom. Frustration. Rage. Misery. Loneliness. The last one, out of all of them, bothered him the most. He had been trapped for centuries within this circle, unable to reach the outside world or do anything other than pace uselessly around the edge. Not even the animals seemed to want to venture within his little prison. Birds flew around it, and deer walked past it without as much as a second glance. He had long since abandoned the thought of even growing a plant to keep him company - the last little sapling that had sprung up in the center of his ring a few weeks ago was nothing more than a brittle husk now, as dry and dead as the grass that once grew around the edge of his prison.
Auryn. The name itself revives an age-old fear in sea-farers. Many legends surround this powerful creature, yet none have ever been truly proven. Most sailors must pay a tithe to get through her, yet others only need a song. There are those who insist she is a sea serpent, while others claim to have seen her as a beautiful lady. It is the topic of many arguments, as neither can be proven to be entirely true
A mistake. That was all it was. A terrible, horrible, irrevocable mistake that wracked her with guilt, forced blood into her lungs. She dragged herself onto land, arms trembling. Hacking and coughing, lungs burning and eyes stinging with salt water and tears.