Written by goatheadbuckley, reblogged from apokraliptihkal.com, and I made a sketch.

“Contact in 23 seconds-” “Pardon me, sir. But they’ve already boarded,” the crew member said and raised his left hand into a ray of foreign sunlight. The nails had become dirt and delicate fiddleheads began to uncurl in the shower of photons. The captain of the voidship Eris cocked his head to the side, disbelieving. […]

via The Consolation of Psychoactive Alien Secretions — APOKRALIPTIHKAL