The Last Ship
I The food tasted like recycled air and regret. Mike O'Brien ate his ration of protein paste and watched the stars through the observation window. They didn't move. Not really. Not on a timescale humans could perceive. But on the Blue Space, everything moved. The ship hummed with the vibration of engines that had been running for eleven months. The crew moved in patterns dictated by shift...
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