Below is a bit of EvE Poetry, written, quite badly, by me. Apologies for the lack of proper composition heh.
'A Fight'
D-Scan shows my target,
Lone Atron drifting, drifting.
A faint hum sounds in my pod,
Engines fire the gate and I
approach.
Alarm! Alarm!
A Huginn, quiet, stealthy,
Invisible.
A trap, and I have fallen.
In my pod I feel it all;
Shields fail with a flicker,
Armor sheds itself like
Layers of skin flaking away in a sandstorm.
Fire, fire,
It burns, but only in my mind.
Hull is rupturing, and I know
I am lost.
My pod seems to float,
And a soothing blue light
envelopes me.
A flash, and for a moment I feel cold;
Then nothing.
I am blind,
Except for black, and the Darkness.
It passes in an instant;
I open my eyes, and I live.
A.G.
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