Elegy for the Stars
I. 1920 The Atlantic was black and the sky was black and the space between the ship and the stars was a black that Hunt Cavendish had never seen before because he had been flying across the ocean for six months now in a modified DH.4 with a broken radiator and a radio that worked sometimes and a compass that lied sometimes always and the black of the ocean at three thousand feet at midnight was...
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