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D E U S E S D E N I N G U É M

JÓIA DE AFRIKA E

ÚNICA SOBREVIVENTE

DO DESASTRE DA

NAVE-MÃE SANKARA

NO UNIVERSO

DESCONHECIDO. SEM

MEIOS DE CHEGAR AO

DESTINO FINAL, A SUA

ÚNICA MISSÃO É

AGORA A SUA

SOBREVIVÊNCIA E

POSSIVELMENTE A

CONTINUIDADE DA

ESPÉCIE HUMANA NA

GALÁXIA.
ARGUMENTO/ARTE/LETRAS/ROTEIRO:
YVANOV GUARDADO
 WE HAD TO FLEE,
WE HAD TO LEAVE ALL
WE HAVE BUILT AND
CARED FOR, ONLY TO
SURVIVE…

A THOUSAND SHIPS
WITH THOUSANDS OF
EARTHLINGS…

AFTER MONTHS ADRIFT INTO

SPACE WE BEGUN FALLING

APART. ALMOST EVERYONE IN

SANKARA GONE MAD, THE

CREATURE TOOK THEM ALL,

FEAR DID MOST OF THE JOB…

E D
BUT I’VE VI V
SUR
AM LOST,
I KNOW NOW I
E THAT SO
IT, I CAN’T CHANG
I DID VIVE,
ATORS FOR
EHO
W
SUR I ASK THE CRE
SOM O R SAFETY
ED T T? GUIDANCE, FO
M A NAG T COS O CRYO IN
I’VE AT W
H A WHILE I GO INT
BUT E OXYGEN
ORDER TO SAV
 NOW I’M JUST WONDERING
HOW MANY HAVE FOUND A
WAY TO ESCAPE. OR AM I
THE SOLE SURVIVOR?
IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?

WILL THE CREATORS

BESTOW UPON MY FRAIL
HEAD THE GIFT OF LONG
LIVING? OR WILL I DIE IN THE
NEXT LIFELESS PLANETARY
SYSTEM?

AS I WONDER THESE THINGS

I SLOWLY TURN THE
CRYOGENICS ON. I MUST
SURVIVE THIS I FEEL. THIS IS
FATE’S WORK I BELIEVE…
…SLOWLY I GET TO SLEEP, ENTERING THE ONYRIC REALM OF KYALUNGA THE

DREAM GODDESS. I LOST MY VERY SELF WHILE I FALL INTO UNKNOWN

EXISTENCE, INTO A WORLD MOST NEVER RETURN ONCE GRASPED BY IT.

AS I LOSE SIGHT AND CONSCIENCE I BEGIN TO HEAR A SOUND, A VERY ONE
FAMILIAR SOUND, I TRY TO REACH IT, BUT IT IS NOT QUITE THERE TO BE…
THE LUPINIANS TOOK ALL

OF THE BLAME FOR OUR

PLANET’S DESTRUCTION,

BUT THEY DIDN’T DO IT…

WE DID IT ALONE WITHOU

ANY HELP AND THEY

TRIED TO STOP US…

IT WAS TOO LATE THOUGH…

AND INSTEAD OF TAKING THE

HELP OFERED, OUR LEADERS

CHOOSED TO MARCH AGAINST

OUR OWN SAVIORS…

THEY WERE FAR MORE ADVANCED,

BETTER ARMED, BETTER MINDED. SO

THEY LEFT US THERE AND WENT BACK

TO SPACE AND WE ONLY MANAGED

TO GO BACK AT THE POINT WE ONCE

WERE: SELF DESTRUCTION!

 THE SUN DID ITS PART ON THE
PLAY, BURNING THE
ATMOSPHERE LIKE NEVER
BEFORE WITHOUT ANY MORE
WARNING OR DELAY.
THOSE THAT DID NOT FLED
MUST HAVE DIED.
IN THE END WE DID NOT SAVED
THE PLANET OR OUR KIND,
IN THE END WE STILL DID NOT
CARE FOR ANYONE,
WE JUST KEPT ON KILLING EACH
OTHER FOR A NEW REASON:
SURVIVAL FROM EARTH‘S OWN
DEATH. WE KILLED OUR GAYA
…
FOR NO REASON!

WE WERE SURPRISINGLY STUPID!

ALL I CAN DO NOW IS SLEEP AND

DREAM, AND HOPE THE POD

FINDS A PLACE BEFORE I DIE ON

MY LONG SLEEP

I ASK ALL THE ANCIENT

AND ALL THE NEW GODS

TO GIVE ME GUIDANCE

ADEUS SANKARA…
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