A flashing light, against the white it is bright: "Madam, I watch your temperature rise."
A dribble of sweat from my eyes, and it floats through the ship to the vents in the plies.
"I suggest you get some rest," the gentle voice of the computer continues,
My eyelids are shut. "For your mission, you will need all the strength that is in you."
The ship flutters through voids...energetic combustion was like thunder deployed.
But no sleep would find my limbs, as memory found what had left my brother destroyed.
Shattered and battered, the demons of the planet and the havoc they wreak...
...Damaged and weak, but soon it will be fixed when I found the planet I seek!