Drabble: Hunger

There are great four dimensional leviathans weaving their way through the vortex. Their feelers spread out through time feeding on the great energy spikes the ships of the time aware powers trail in their wake. But every so often one gets entangled in the gravity well of some planet. Its tentacles encircle the world in an embrace. Trapped far from the temporal highways the creature wraps itself tighter and tighter about the world. The inhabitants, limited to three dimensions, see only a cross-section of the limbs as they pass by, pulsing and gripping and inviting, desperate to assuage the hunger.