The Station Keeping
ACT I The alarm said the oxygen levels were nominal. David didn't believe it. He floated in the observation cupola of the Hermes Space Station, three hundred miles above the Pacific Ocean, and watched the Earth turn. It was a blue marble, impossibly bright against the black, swirling with white clouds that looked like brushstrokes on a canvas. It was beautiful. It was indifferent. It was,...
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