Here comes a glimpse from times long gone…

What sounds like a fairy tale today

may become tomorrow’s reality.

This is a tale from the day after tomorrow.

There are no nations anymore—only humankind,

and its colonies in space.

Distant stars have been settled. The ocean floor is inhabited.

Spaceships cross the galaxy at unimaginable speed.

One such ship is Orion—

a small link in a vast defense chain

against threats from the void.

Let us follow Orion and its crew…

on patrol at the borders of infinity.

They sail where maps run out of ink, where silence learns to speak,

With instruments like breathing lights, and nerves of steel, not weak.

A crew that keeps the line intact when darkness takes its form,

And Cliff stands calm at midnight’s edge—the anchor in the storm.

Every echo in the ether,

Every shadow in the flame—

They don’t flinch, they don’t surrender,

They ignite the dark again.

Orion, Orion — into black we ride,

Future’s fearless guardians with the stars on our inside.

When the signal turns to static and the cold begins to chew,

We hear the engines whisper: “Crew… hold true.”

A broken call from Colony Nine, a fading, frightened tone,

A ring of shattered satellites like bones around a throne.

They find a silent monolith in asteroid dust and stone,

It pulses like a buried heart—then calls them in… alone.

Cliff says, “Keep your heading steady,

No fear talk, no retreat—

If the void has teeth tonight, then

Let it choke on Orion’s heat.”

Orion, Orion — into black we ride,

Future’s fearless guardians with the stars on our inside.

When the signal turns to static and the cold begins to chew,

We hear the engines whisper: “Crew… hold true.”

Lights go out—then crimson warning,

Hull hums low like distant drums.

Something wakes behind the silence,

A mind that stalks and never runs.

But hearts sync up in measured seconds,

Hands don’t shake, they understand—

And Orion cuts through endless night

Like a spark across the land.

Orion, Orion — we don’t fear the night,

We draw a line through nothingness and make the darkness bright.

From the day after tomorrow to the edge of something new,

The legend keeps on living… in Orion and her crew.

And so the patrol continues…

at the borders of infinity.