The Sentinel's Last Song
The station was a needle of titanium floating in the velvet black of the Void. Outside, the event horizon of the Great Attractor was a swirling maw of gold and violet, slowly pulling the last remnants of the Andromeda sector into its gut. I am Commander Elias, the last sentinel of the edge. For ten years, I have lived in the hum of the life-support systems and the cold glow of the monitors. My...
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