fauxcroft

In search of their creation, they set out onto space, crossing the galaxies, through, star fields and cosmic wastes, dodging comets and meteors, searching for new planetary shores, they set sail, to travel the whole universe, in hope to find a new home, in a wish to become new cosmic pilgrims and if they ever find it, will the recognise this and if they do and they colonise this, will they nurture, this newly discovered planet, and the moment that thy did, mankind’s distant alien ancestors did visit, and it transpired, it’s who and where we got our brutal war like from. So it was no surprise, they came, they saw they conquered and left, leaving not one cosmic pilgrim able to take a breath, our ancestors slayed them all and visited upon them death. Maybe some mysteries are best left undiscovered.