Red Tempest is dead... Yet there is still the
spark of life...the soul still burns..
Illusion will find you...yes...It won't be today, it won't even be the weeks to come. But Illusion will find you. And you will be Illusion's.
But now...sound the horns. Illusion hunts!
In the black of space, the dark of night. Illusion stalks. Illusion hunts. Dumb ship, no spark, no soul.... slow ship, but prey nonetheless. It will have it's uses.
No...