“Last night I dreamt.”
Jeanne blinked slowly, trying to parse the statement in her mind. Mack sat at his station, hand hovering listlessly above his keyboard and eyes staring at nothing
Jeanne blinked slowly, trying to parse the statement in her mind. Mack sat at his station, hand hovering listlessly above his keyboard and eyes staring at nothing
He shrugged. “Does it matter?”
Destain watched from the lone seat in the dome’s center as covering whirled from opaque to sheer. The stars opened before him, stretching in endless pinpoints of light.
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