Algol Sun
Beneath the dual Algol sun,
Beneath the shining sea,
On the water world of Hydra
Lies a hidden mystery.
The mystery that brought me here,
So many years from home,
An exoarcheologist
In my underwater dome.
This planet has been sterilized,
As dead as dead can be,
With nothing left but dual sun
And crystalline blue sea.
But here upon the ocean's floor,
Obscured from prying eyes,
The ruins of their cities lie
In ghostly grey disguise.
And here am I, so all alone,
Beneath the ocean blue,
With naught but ghosts and memories
To tell my stories to.
Perhaps a giant solar flare
Just cauterized this place,
Killed the plankton, killed the fish
And starved this long lost race.
Despite the spirits of these dead
I'm really quite at home,
For everyone I knew or loved
Is also dead and gone.
The pseudo youth of lightspeed flight
Allowed my journey here.
It took a hundred earthtime years.
I found that price was dear.
My family has long since passed.
How apropos for me
To tell the tales of those long dead,
Beneath their ancient sea.
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