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... and recycled breath. The camp had settled into an uneasy quiet, crew members in their assigned shelters, trying to sleep despite being stranded on an alien world with Harbingers somewhere in the darkness.
Lyra stood about twenty meters away, her silhouette visible against the strange light from the three moons overhead. She wasn’t moving, wasn’t doing anything except staring up at the sky like she was searching for answers in the orbital mechanics of celestial bodies that didn’t make sen ...
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