Science Fiction (standard:poetry, 108 words)
Author: Ryan C.	Added: Mar 24 2007	Views/Reads: 2827/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
No planet breathes like Nimbus Six.

No planet breathes like Nimbus Six, where 

the soban rise and fall with the seasons and 

svegka chumps sail from roost to roost.  And 

where crystal rivers of naple flow from snowy mountains, 

the silver muzak rolls across your ears. 

* 

Miles below, green meek protrudes over 

skeletons long since crumpled and buried by marmac. 

A bronze tibbon eyes the flat horizon while 

pink limfs dip their regal necks in dance and 

sim beetles scurry underfoot. 

* 

Miles above, naple clouds and atmosphere 

give way to a cold vacuum expanding 

infinitely in every direction.  Seeking life, 

starlight races downward, encounters a 

strange satellite, and explodes back into space. 


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