Time Was Running Out

Indeed the need for drastic measures was eminent

Time was running out

And the people knew it

Their number was growing beyond control

This once vast place was overpopulated

The ethereal dome was not visible anymore from the surface of the planet

The shape of the stars was in disguise

Distorted from the billions of lights that were beamed from the flying architectonic mazes

There

In close orbit

Were the quarters of the elite hovering on the waves of their poisonous gas clouds

A lot of suggestions were expressed on the last 100circles

Almost all

Concerned the colonisation of the nearest planets

But there was a big problem to solve

The inhabitants of

Ahrem were not completely autonomous entities

But body parts of the planet

In a sense

They

Were the planet

Any attempt to send away the secure perimeter a sole organism

Would mean its certain death

As the accident in

Ambere revealed

There were also some other suggestions for the problem

Less complicated

But they didn't worked out as planed

Then came