Meditations On Carcosa (part 2)

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  • The bird flies high
  • engines screaming, dark stars slipping past
  • it gazes on the grand city at last
  • (WHT HOT, BLK HOT, FOV)
  • Crimson water laps her shores
  • the Demons listen at her ports
  • (LOITER ALT SET, START MISSION CLOCK, LOCAL TIME 0ca2 ZULU)
  • Naked Nymphs dance on her roofs
  • their bodies whisper hidden truth
  • “where have gone my days of youth?”
  • (NORTH 33 DEG HOLD PATTERN,
  • MISSION CLOCK 0023.12s,
  • LOCAL TIME X3dJ ZULU)
  • Armored soldiers in the square
  • on parade for maidens fair
  • clash shields against their weapons, swear
  • “KAR-KOH-SA! KAR-KOH-SA!”
  • (LAZE LAZE LAZE. SET ENGAGEMENT DISTANCE,
  • SET ENGAGEMENT ANGLE)
  • The maidens also join their cry
  • “Carcosa! Carcosa!”
  • (MISSION CLOCK -3884.11s, LOCAL TIME [ERROR] ZULU)
  • The Nymphs squirm and sweat and writhe and moan
  • “Carcosaaaaa, Caaarcossaaa”
  • (WPNS ARM, RELEASE AUTHORIZED BY COMMAND AUTHORITY)
  • Across the sky, the cursed thing
  • the tatters of the Yellow King
  • (BREAK CONTACT BREAK CONTACT)
  • Yellow King’s gaze turns to rot
  • feelings, hope, and love and thought
  • Generals, Majors, and Marines
  • On FLIR they see the Yellow King
  • The pilots shake, commanders wail
  • “Who knew our well-planned op would fail?”
  • “We should have known
  • he’d find us out
  • it’s war now,
  • we’ll burn them out”
  • (ASCEND ASCEND ASCEND)
  • (WHT HOT, BLK HOT, FOV)
  • (CHANGE OF MISSION, RTB)