The Incetardian Gemini

'Awakening to a hell of clocks, a minimal tapestry scrolls endless. A passenger-turned-pilot is wading through timeless fume, linked in polydeucean vapors with an ungodly blur upon the interim as kin. Forbidden alloys of a magnetic alias lurk and brim limitless around them, to be gradually formed and raised as trans-dimensional caducei. By using these keys, a heavenly bug is unlocked and summoned from the sky of the sky of the sky. Then they begin the art.'