I see Trees of Green

[Akura]

The emergency lights flickered on, pulsating gently as the warning lights on the console flashed at him. An alarm shook him back into consciousness.

The main lights inside his ship had gone out, the emergency powerplant had kicked in.

Akura sat up and rubbed his eyes, panic finding it's way back in as he realised the purple organisms were still feeding on his ship. He gazed across the horizon with confusion, trying to figure out where he was as he kicked his ship into cruise.

It struggled again, failing at first, but eventually making it to full speed.

The clouds here were strange, he felt sick, a wave of nausea came over him. There were rocks here, strange planets... He couldn't tell what was there and what was part of his imagination.

The Dagger groaned, something inside had falled apart, a part of the hull had buckled, he noticed the oxygen meter reducing rapidly. He had a leak.

He steered around, trying to find some safety, a patrol, a base... anything. He had no idea where he was. He was cold and scared, fear and panic became more familiar than breathing to him.

He was going to die.

Then he saw it... a glimmer of hope... A structure, or something. It was beautiful. He had to.. get to it. Before.
Soon, fire, plumes of fire, and smoke, his ship was falling apart. Time, pain.
He felt hot, so hot, his ship was about to...

He saw it, something. Gripped. Behind.
He felt, it gripped, blue or... alive, couldn't comprehend. Time. Space.

His escape pod failed, he felt the ship literally tear itself apart. He was in space, not torn, like ship, he was inside... blue, pod.

Organic, touch. He survive, alive, caught, home. It had him. Safe, survival, time. Drifting.

A... Shrine. Loss, never to begin the journey.