Memory Imprint II

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A memory is burned into this strange material, an echo of another lifetime... "the same nightmare chases me: a wail fills my cockpit, the dashboard controls gummed with blood. i have given up sleep. I pulse past blurred stars. and then there it was: majestic, drifting in the ocean of space. something inside me burns for it. I must have it. its great fin flexed toward my ship, and my hull was gone..."

Memory Imprint II