The Cosmic Shell
I. Ethel O'Connor stood at the observation window of the pilgrim and looked out at the void. It was not a true void. The sensors showed matter there—dust, gas, the occasional star—but the data had a quality that Ethel could only describe as intentional. As if something had gone through that region of space and systematically erased everything that could be read. Not destroyed. Erased. Like a...
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