A rumbling far-borne travellers' gaze down drew,
to something deep below, or else perhaps
so distant that the station's curve gan skew
their lateral sight. Announced by thunderclaps,
and garish shown by lightning in a lapse
of holstering mist, a gauntlet steel-grey rose,
its greatness such as mind-grip overthrows—
though Kin-Bright deemed each finger might the size
of god attain. Its wrist a mighty chain
enwrapped, and fast it held before their eyes,
although the plate-hand giant wrenched with strain
that striking rampart strong would flat as plane
the landscape leave. It heaved like one that wrack
full desperate needs, till shackles hauled it back.
Not spoilers, but slightly inside-baseball allusion stuff.
This is a titan, imprisoned in the underworld (the underworld is a space station, it's complicated, we'll deal with it). 'Strain' and 'wrack' (revenge), taken together, are an allusion to the folk etymology that Hesiod gives for 'Τιταν' (Theogony, 207–10).
Other excerpts from Kin-Bright's deepwending: