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The silence was always the hardest part.
Not the absolute absence of sound,
but the muted hum of the ship's life support...
...a constant reminder of everything left behind.
Commander Eva Rostova traced the condensation bead on her viewport,
watching it crawl across the infinite black.
Another cycle done.
Another point marked on the long, lonely path.
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2026
David Evdoshchenko