Necronauts of the zone of the dead,
We appreciate the ability shown by the necronauts harbored and by the willingness dedicated the lostness of the lost.
The poetic task is not difficult, but it is simple and we want to know that where the beauty is there will be the trial of nothingness.
Proceed with caution and undue assistance towards the primose (promise) of THE FAMILIAR.
At the end of it all, Xanther will be awaiting the presence of the INS at the place of nowhere and nowhere.
For reading, after discovered by the likes of this pair of eyes, these sets of teeth and these sets of boredoms, we will discover how numb history has made us and the debris of time and misunderstanding.
Please stand by,
-The Archer