Galaksi Romane & Geschichten

​The Ghost of the Gutter ​Kaelen stood at the forward view-port, his bronze eyes reflecting the distant, hat-shaped glow of the Sombrero Galaxy. ​"My grandmother spent her life fighting for a single planet," Kaelen whispered, his voice echoing in the quiet bridge. "She thought the Gutter was a place in Tokyo. But look at this, Julian. The whole galaxy is being turned into a Gutter. Someone has put a 'Price-Tag' on the universe."

She gazes back again at the horizon, looking at the stunning view. Hughes went beside her and placed his hands on his hips. He sighed. “It’s a beautiful place, isn’t it?” “U-uhm, yes. It is.”, she replied meekly. “This place is called Kósmima. It’s a different world than the world we teleported in.”, he explained simply as he knew that if he told her everything, she wouldn’t be able to process it fully. “I…is this all a dream? Are you just a dream?”, she looked at him.

As giant as the cosmos with at least a hundred billion galaxies, including the Andromeda, black eye, whirlpool, Orion nebula, and the uncountable, none other than the Milky Way galaxy’s little ‘planet Nine’ was chosen as the meeting point for a cosmic assembly. The planet; quite bigger than the Human Earth though, could not have possibly accommodated all the several billion species therefore, it became swept by an apocalypse; a bizarre happening that led to Planet Nine’s total disappearance from the Milky Way galaxy’s Solar System.

Adelia shouted dramatically. "Thank you all very much," he said. - We are grateful, thank you for coming to the Adelie Space Zoo. Between distant realms, in the wake of galaxies, between distant worlds, there is a kingdom among the most distant galactic fissures. There is a realm of dragons, among the deepest galaxies, among distant realms, where there are innumerable space stations that meet, between the borders of the dark realms, between galactic societies, which rule dark worlds, dens of pleasures, in which they are close to galactic realms, among human colonies.

"What's so funny." She giggled and jumped on the spot. "Your job description—essentially, you're 'Gardeners of the Galaxy.'" "The what of the what?" "That's your role…" Galene cracked up, barely able to speak. "The NIRL. You remove invasive pests and watch your flowers grow. The galaxy is your garden—with blossoming species on each planet. Gardeners… of the… Galaxy." Stralath frowned. "Why do I feel like that's an insult?"

“Hello, I’m Samuel Grant.” His voice was not loud, but it traveled clearly to every corner, like cold water falling on stone. All the students could feel a shiver run down their spines. “The lecture today will be pretty basic. It’s about the use of quantum entanglement in superluminal communication. Before I begin, I would like to introduce my teaching assistant.” He turned to the side and beckoned at the rear side of the podium. “Layla York.”

Ang bata ay nagsimulang magsalita sa isang wikang hindi maintindihan, ngunit sa bawat salita, isang imahe ang lumalabas sa gitna ng kweba. ​Nakita nila ang Andromeda Galaxy. Nakita nila ang isang nilalang na kasing-laki ng isang buwan, binalot ng puting sutla na may mga koronang gawa sa nagniningas na bituin. Ito ang The Sovereign Weaver.