Chapter 1
April 15, 2024 at 11:22 AM
In the depths of the Western Spiral Arm of the Galaxy, a small violet star, alien to the universe, was lost, hanging in the orbit of an older yellow one, not far from a completely new green-blue planet. It was inhabited by living creatures. Everything that the star was famous for fit into one word: Minerals.
They melted into igneous rocks that flowed deep into the thin boundary between the star's core and its mantle. The heavy isotopes of iron, which the crust was rich in, shone, and the rose quartz faded, trying to turn purple so that the planet would never change its color. Alloys of minerals evaporated, changing their structure, and the cosmos formed a new space around the unusual star. But it is strange that no one remembered that the planet, rich in salts and stones, was once alive, inhabited by organic beings. Where are they now? What happened to them? According to legend, they became extinct due to the abundance of poetry of a certain SMG4. But that's a completely different story!
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Poetic moment of SMG4.
The thick, hard skin crunched. Thick, huge eyebrows frowned. The large hooked nose wrinkled. The soul had to get rid of callousness under the pressure of others. The rhythmic columns were mowed down and the threads of metaphors were torn under the creaking sound of recitation. He knew that a few new lines and everyone in the world would go crazy or die out from the bright palette of his depth, from the tart breath of the poetic style of his creations.
Banzakudran, adurmukhtan, Kazbruknashut, hundvut. Vdamna Maxwnb, Jvjirwp Mrprcju Lraldb. Pannm, mnlnycrxw, qhyxlarbh. Vxmnh hnb, wx bxdu!
Louder and louder, amplifying the intonation with speakers and conductor, SMG4 read poetry. Increasing the range and publicity of phrases. Playing with alliteration and ignoring allusions, the amplification of style reached its peak and poured out verbal amphiboly, destroying life in its path!