The stones are left to tell a story. The guardian slept thousands of eons, only to wake up for the new cycle. 3.
Billain - Colossus EP.
Forthcoming on Bad taste recordings.
Artwork by Enis Čišić
Story written by Adis Kutkut - Billain
After the jump
…It was shaky for 3 minutes, i thought screws were going to fall out from just about everywhere as the bill for the madness we accepted to take by entering these unknown doors, shaking like tin can with all the power and knowledge in the assembly, yet so fragile in front of enormous. And the risk we took… the type 3 black hole proven only by our lunatics back at the Hadden labs, and we…arrived safe on the other side, ship intact, no damage at all. the crew surprised again, sounds of relaxed cheering, guts back to normal pulse.…
Then this view…happened.
On the other side of the most violent camo portal, we stepped into unexplored, to found mystic visual silence, and in the silence, we found a brother of Mars, peaceful and humble, innocent scape lived in front of our eyes. Silence on the deck, all eyes on vast of nothing, and this one tiny system in the middle, that seemed pretty old, it just wasn’t like usual stuff we get to see on far ends. Captain is careful, portal stable, hard decisions to make. Old men with faces of kids…human innocent eternal curiosity. Deep scars on the planet showed violent past, but no explanations. …Traces of oxygen…Analysis going wild…The most expensive mission was on the brink of a retrieve procedure. Hadden protocol 21 says risk is allowed only if 75% of the crew declares risk as a valuable step. Mission is a go with the next routine. The next routine was to land on the surface of this new named M-071-0 or “Mars senior” how Brian likes to call it, and gather the usual. Procedure for two suited men under 3 surveillance systems…
Suits on, Gear testing…I’m testing my suit twice, my experience is itchy on this peaceful moment. Shuttle is ready…Mission was a go, no turning back now…time flies somehow as I’m already in the aggressive entrance but little friction, curious thoughts overflowing my mind, as we landed softly. Panic-untethering myself from the chair, I wanted to come out and touch the ground, it was in my genes to beg for real ground placebo after years in void. I was so happy, the bridge laughed. I worked 22 years and now I wish I’m a construction worker back home on Apesia. I absorbed some funny human nature, as we are all children of stars…
Task one is compact gathering on three closest checkpoints with different properties of ground and some data at least… soils and rocks, solid moisture, and seven types of bacteria that ended in boxes, which is a good find. Planet is alive, there are some pretty shiny rocks, dust is not hard granules. Beautiful soil. Felt like home again as I felt Apesia like gravity, also the Star and “senior” is similar to sun and earth ratio, perfect for life, but no one is around, except those microguys. Two checkpoints done, few jokes on the bridge as everyone is relaxed on a human level… We found more bacteria, truly wonderful...Third checkpoint was behind a canyon, hard to reach but suit exoskel helps every time, we were getting close to zone of interest marked by Brian and Mr. Terminal. Curt is always a step ahead, the bridge is beginning to doubt if we are running our missions or his transcended will. Curt or Terminal? Knowledge is dangerous and beautiful.
The third checkpoint changed my life forever. This dream…was in front of me…
What we found below the dense sand atmo on the third checkpoint was, emotional…and…because we noticed it from a distance but at first we remained…suspicious, The closer we walked…we…this was scary…The bridge confirmed in a brief “this is more then we can understand”, but my knees started shaking while we stood instantly sending 20 snapshots to the bridge. Curt speaks out of Terminal, as the human in him is overwhelmed by this visual feed. Statue dating, beyond our Terminal ability to simplify to humans…He speaks about thousands of eons, this is not even a history anymore. This dream 23 year dream unparallel occurring during my life…the rectangular vessel landing on earth taking me home, warm welcoming by this tall red being with a smile. The transparent front cabin like floating in space. Sitting on a ground in a dark interior…but this being from my dreams, has its statue…here, in front of me, on this planet.
Terminal concludes, it’s not hollow, no entrances therefor it’s not a tower, nor a temple, but rather filled with unknown materials. In a random geometrical manners, no orders known to science…I’m not listening anymore, my ears are filled with low tones yet pulse is normal, it is getting louder. Laura hits me on the shoulder, I’m back…
Then this Vibration of Brass like sound the size of a planet shook the ground beneath our legs, rocks falling, Brian screaming at us to retreat leave it all, Laura running to startup the engines I’m standing still watching the colossus…the planet rotated 20 degrees to the right in 3 seconds as it is a vessel , aligned to a star…and the colossus was…it moved…I…I am somewhere else now…