The Stargate glinted in the light of the mid-afternoon sun. The work of three days, the crew of the Aurora had installed it after a premonition experienced by Linnëa, one of their senior staff, caused them to stop there. It was discovered that the forest roots possessed an electrically conductive compound found in most plants, though in far greater quantities than usual. Additionally, it appeared that these roots were actually generating electrical power as a by-product of the tree's photosynthesis. The Stargate had a lockout installed in it, so that no-one could ever dial that 'gate, aside from Atlantis herself.
Finally, as the crew prepared to leave, Linnëa remained behind, to activate the shield generators they had left in the forest to guard the gate and that world from the Wraith. She would live out the rest of her days on that world.
As ten thousand years went by, things changed. Somehow, the trees themselves began to act as shield generators, and the originals burned themselves out with no-one available to maintain and repair them. Linnëa fell in love with someone, but when he found another lover, she killed him and his new lover in a fit of rage. Horrified by what she had done, she ran to her favorite tree, and sang for three full days, using words of change that wove her into the tree, merging her life with the life of that tree. From then on, she mainly focused on the network of trees that generated the powerful shield keeping the world of Alagaesia safe.
On the Aurora, the crew entered stasis, linking their minds together in the ship's powerful computers, and carried on as best they could, hoping to receive the recall signal from Atlantis. Without being fully aware of what was truly happening, their ship took some damage, though most of it could easily be repaired. Over time, their bodies decayed in the stasis pods as power reserves slowly dwindled away. When at last a Wraith queen snuck aboard and joined the crew in stasis, the crew found out how long they'd been sleeping, and chose to destroy the ship, ending their cruelly prolonged lives, and taking a few of the enemy with them.
Friends, family, fellow countrymen! Lend me your ears! …er, wrong one? Let me try again.
A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away, Naboo was under an attack…no, that's still not right.
A long, long time ago, I promised a re-write of the Stargate of Alagaesia. This is that re-write. So! Please read, please enjoy, and above all, for the love of everything you hold dear, please leave a review. I really like those things.