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... ered, systems unstable, but whole. The crew was alive. The Nexus was gone.
And yet, it didn’t feel like victory.
Elara stood alone on the upper observation deck, forehead pressed to the cold glass. In the void beyond, space looked different. Not broken, not healed but... paused. Like the galaxy itself was holding its breath.
Behind her, the door hissed open.
Aeron didn’t speak at first. He just watched her, hands loose at his sides.
"You ever wonder," Elar ...
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