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... ome one soon.
It was a workshop.
A cathedral to unfinished things.
Half-assembled starskiffs lined the expansive docks, suspended in various states of completion by gravitic clamps and articulated frames. Hulls lay open, their interiors exposed in neat layers of conduits and crystal matrices. Some were little more than skeletal frames — ribs of metal and light — while others looked one final component away from flight.
Now, many of them were stained.
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