ACT I: THE WATCHMAN'S POST
The stars over Outpost Vigilance-7 were wrong. Commander Elara Voss had memorized every chart, every coordinate, every navigational beacon in the Helios sector. She had spent fifteen years aboard this station, perched on the absolute edge of known space where the Federation's colonial reach thinned into nothing. The crew had dwindled from forty to seven. Seven out of forty, and half of those...
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