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she walked with darkness dripping off her shoulders, 

      i’ve seen ghosts brighter than her soul.

Finally, she allows herself to be led. Out of the hatch. Down the corridor. Into the Boop and into the black. Thrusters burning bright, hurling them into the gleaming blue. Her eyes shining with the light of it. Beneath, between, beyond.

Along the endless circle.

Down the ceaseless spiral.

And waiting for her on the other side?

Just like he promised.

A whole sky of different stars.