The Lure of the Pale Light
The *Eventide* was a vessel of curiosity, a silver sliver cutting through the obsidian ocean of the deep void. I was Silas, the youngest navigator in the fleet, a man who believed that the universe was a puzzle waiting to be solved. For years, I had chased the whispers of the "Pale Light," a phenomenon reported by a handful of dying probes—a shimmering, iridescent aurora that existed in the...
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