The Final Beacon
The sky of Earth was no longer blue; it was a bruised purple, choked by the ash of a thousand dying cities. The atmosphere was a toxic soup, and the oceans had retreated into salty, dead basins. In the center of the wasteland stood the Spire, the last functioning launchpad of a fallen civilization. Elias was the last Navigator. He was a man of sixty, with a face like a cracked riverbed and eyes...
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