Entry 02

I must write this all down and reflect. I have landed on an anomalous planet. The very crust of the planet is covered with debris of past civilisations advanced technologies, of unimaginable volumes. Pieces of unknown fragments of some mysterious ancient shrapnel pierces through soil of this terrifying planet.

Anomalous life - spheres of light with a fiery centre - glide through this strange air, in confident dashes, across a pale blue desert horizon. For some reason, that simple ball of light, masquerading as life, looked through me. As though I should not be here, witnessing this scene from a long forgotten Hadeon era - Life is emerging from this place of ancient desolation - how is this possible without some kind of compelling force? What if the creators of this very moment, are with us right now? I --kzzt--