Aye, 'twas a fine catch that day, the fishermen reeled in their haul and paddled their long-boats back into the shoreline for their nightly harvest. But of the coming travails, they had no knowledge, for their eyes were but mortal ones.

There were but three craft that set out, be they ships, or alien craft, was naught revealed to me. To be beset by peril on all sides, aye, mayhaps not to finish their oddyssey. Each man allowed one object to haul in the hold, be it grain, or merely a book. Of the latter, I soon realized the former would be more of use, and sought out the cooking-hall to change my portion.

On the way, I stumble upon a peculiar talk, of a hunter seeking his prey, and quickly seek out the captain of the vessel. Failing that the footsteps of an adversary come upon me, and thinking quick, I get snared, only to wreak harm upon the hunter and gather the crew to inform them of a danger. Thank heavens, we manage to rout the invader, I shudder to think what might have been done had I not a quick wit.

Of the next travail, we had but three shrines on board, needing only to be handled at the same time for havoc to be wrought. But we were clever, having sentries posted on the shrine at all hours of the day, intent on stopping those who might touch such a relic. But oh, for some guards were enemies, had it not been I, who saw a lone guard straying near the relic, and outed him and his cohorts for their crimes.

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But for a voyage, one must be merry, studious, or mayhaps insane to go it alone, to forsake the company of others, aye, to hole himself up in a cabin-home. For so it was, I decided to shoot for other craft, to gather what I may of the conditions of our compatriots. Upon my arrival it became night, and the others brought along set out to find what of the craft I had not sought out.

And o, the crew had been spared, fixing to elect a leader out from amongst themselves that they might further operate well. But aye, they had failed, for bowser and it's mythical artisans had duped them, leading them further towards failure.

But o wind and wave, I had failed, seeing the sun rise before me upon ret-

"WARNING: AN ARTIFICIAL AUTOMATA HAST BECOME KNOWN TO US, THAT IT MIGHT BE CONSTRUCTING A MASS THAT WOULD INTERFERE WITH THINE CURRENT TRAJECTORY"

But a travail had been lost, and our excursion, yea, our better judgement, had doomed us to the space-suit. For I had been selected out of a gathered mass amoung others five, to carry out some hidden duty, to stop said automata.

But nay, for the rock that separated our surface from that which lay beyond others 3 began to be pulled by some cosmic trick of physiks, I strained and was pulled into a small crack, squiggling my way out I was beset with horror, for my compatriots had nowhere to be found. As I turned below the rocky face and into the twisted jungle below I sa-