On the stars rotation between its fifteen suns
The interstellar spaceship set its speed,
And eyes from our world on another one looked down,
Some with hope, and more with evil greed.
Beneath them, beneath those clouds, a peaceful people lived,
Who ared not for power or glory,
But they were soon to learn, and their peace they were to earn,
And so started a long and bloody story...
To be continued...
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