I am Pilot. I am the monitor, helper and interface for Argos, the great Leviathan. We travel as a pair between the stars and the universes that hold them. We travel between universes, you see, coasting on the abyssal currents that surround and contain all worlds and all possibilities. Argos and myself, his Pilot, can operate autonomously. However, we do have two other crew members. The Captain Vivian, and Lord Thorson. Capatain Vivian, or as Argos calls her, the white one, selects our destinations and navigates us to them. Argos and I both agree we have never seen one outside the great five races who could navigate across the dimensions as she can. It seems to be as instinctive for her as it is for us. And then there is Lord Thorson. Argos calls him the black one. When we reach the destinations the Captain lays in for us, he goes down to the planets and brings back cargo. Also, he seems to be in charge of our safety. Once he fought off a pirate crew from a rogue leviathan. The strangeness is they speak very little to each other. There is a grimness about them, a determination. I sometimes worry for what is about to come. Webpage last modified: Oct. 2, 2002.
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