My initial assessment of the holographic array is not promising. There is clear deterioration to the core storage. The root dream had been in one of the modules most impacted, and parts of it were erased. I'm attempting to parse the diagnostic…

What had begun as a perfunctory piloting exercise turned into a near disaster. Attempting to navigate the Generation Ship around the outer rung of a red dwarf, I was caught unsuspecting by a poorly timed geomagnetic storm. This was further…

As the Conductor, I could not partake in the dream cycles. My life had been extended through artificial means so I could survive the long journey, living a single uninterrupted existence with my own segregated dreams. From behind the cold metal…

Under the holographic array, those hibernated experienced one lifetime after another, fueled by the seeds of the Root Dream. The Root Dream danced with their own memories from a dead planet, and spawned a plethora of evolving child dreams. Each…

Over millennia, the Generation Ship passed through the light of thousands of suns. Its sheathing was designed to protect its delicate equipment and sensitive cargo from the hazards of the Dangerous Space.

At first, all the cogs and gears worked gracefully. Those hibernated on the Generation Ship lived happily under the watchful eye of its holographic array, in a state of simulated bliss. I could only watch from behind glass. A conductor cannot…

Within the holographic display of the Generation Ship, this was the first dream that they programmed. It would repeat and echo itself across an infinite number of simulated lifetimes, adding some tender warmth to the Great Sleep.

Debugger Breaking Down As The Simulation Begins Playing 52 Card Pickup. I'm praying to be dealt a new hand.

It’s all smoke and mirrors Why I can’t see straight Will this illusion vanish When will it break The smoke it lifting The mirrors clear I wasn’t really risking Everything is still there Am I still dreaming This just don’t sit right…

I guess it's really gonna be farewell, For as far as I can tell, Once upon a time story sounds so swell, the kind of story that we would tell, We tell the children that it's all, alright, Nursery rhymes to get through the night, Hush little…