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Within the blurry borders GEOXenoLipid, a slurry of worlds capable of intelligent manufacturing kinked together their geomagnetic clues as they jury-rigged on the vertex new cultures of space faring survivors as planetoids.  Crinkled continents count quizzical concourses as securing the very robust stochastic puzzle pieces from which the quest of vision vexed even the best of leaders from planets below.  Agile engines answer roaming rituals, as denizens in dire heights pledge a series of alliances within the dimensional prison.

Etagon Dhayvid Zhail in Chapter Alphox had middling quadrants of spirit, was supported by his OrganiCycle HyghZonne grew use to the frequency freaking out his companion, but knew tiredness when bound to unwind the regalia of rhythmic mass plastered for disaster against the core mind.  Mincing messages from congress, hung onto hope with a fever relevant in a ritual analyzed analogically.

Sprung together with AspeRex Syvel QuillQuote who's uncanny in her mystique, weakest in her emotional ties to rituals, alluring in size, released packages of knowledge in their pairing together.  She honed her OrganiCycle ZheihtAighent with charmed treasures from her imaginations.

The order within the cosmological walls kept wincing when the diametric dreams of cultures kept clashing against the alien frequency.  Dredging across the seam, planetoid piezo-KPT placated to pardon it as a target and wrought a lesson through a space-time breach to coil its citizens around a ferocity so precious in the woven worlds of the alien hybridized drama diorama.

Dhayvid dreamt of diamond daggers ripping apart the organicule of HyghZonne.  The digital Ichor smearing around his head, plunging him against the polar winds of the world, launching a tailspin of trauma.

Syvel sank into her seat while she challenged the warp ware festered against ZheihtAighents' shields.  Stung to punt, she pushed all her worth to unravel the concavity of this universe.

Dhayvid woke up to see Syvel hunted by the wound hounds of Tendelos.  Spelunking spirit together in masse, he ravaged reason and powered up HyghZonne to harangue these hounds.

Spoiled session and synchronicity, sufficing a safety zone, Alien Hastur hazard a clone of coiled clues and shunted a maturity factor to lacerate any legal levers toiled within the woven prison. 

An estuary greased from the hides of the hounds made Dayvid proud of his companion, round rant damage cudgel HyghZonne now to unspeakable diagnostic codes.  He wallowed in Syvels arms, hearing her words with fascinating vision.

ZheitAighent tallied their resources as new secluded S.T.A.R.E. troopers appeared in its scopes, upon planetoid QIX in universe V Dhetax Ghinna Jheynnuit with NhovaaNheiddle and Dhetax Khevynocht  Szairrow a fissure-deed done in mirth.  Inside planetoid KAZ in universe X huddled against their infrared scopes it managed to link vital packages to BetaBomb Sarayh Prismmist with PhlashStamhppe and Azeon Oughtonne with FhorShyppe.

In conjunctive clues and swallowing secrecy, they hammered out an attack pattern, but it would take eons at their ratio of success.  So Syvel, being the best with the rank of AspeRex wrote new sound programs into the heart hearth of ZheihtAighent.  Swilling the best mystical middling ritual exacerbations from Dhayvid, Azeon and Khevynocht after being coded in the systematic matrix of ZheightAighent, a servile key was produced.  This seed was then projected into the womb of Sarayh as she coupled with Azeon to weigh in a fair sized sword.  This BioHolo genetic answer was then up linked to QuasarCannon, which then, being in the middle of the woven dimension prison spoke a spike of parallel polychromatic lances towards an already agitated lexiconic-laceration created, by Syvel.

The mangled filter of Alien Hastur has prevented only so much, now awake with intense intent, a scalar suture along the star lanes means molarity of malevolence.  Congressional creed became a convex reaction as too many orders of harm glazed over some remaining hewn troopers in hysteria.  To queue the answer to the scuttled agents deep beneath the seam of GEOXenoLipid.

The legion of lessons laminating the post-prey application most decisively did a matrix of misery.  But undecidedly not enough power was entailed as an incoming armory of answers dilated and plugged into each Organicycle.

The Vector-Vowel axle of each S.T.A.R.E.  must be synchronized in an imaginary mantra matriculating against the collapsing concave canvas of stars rippling cosmological supernovae.  To maser-make an embryonic enigma cocooning the hemispheroidal region occupied by the siphoned spirits of the S.T.A.R.E. troopers.

The topological frequency of truth fierce in its answer to augur angst verses the systematic collapse of imploding hope and exploding stars, stippled an exclaimative point of a joint wish to angle a domain of purely fixed bliss of rotational rituals reaching across space to secure a symphony of loving families.  Spinning targets of Planck's constants tantalize as space-time, traumatic eons of festered weariness soul-clasps the lifeforms from GEOXenoLipid and released them back to normal space.

 

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