The Last Horizon
The air reeked of ozone and rust, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Lena’s throat. She adjusted her visor, the reinforced glass fogging with each breath. Beyond the cracked hull of the *Erebus*, the planet loomed—a bruise…
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The Vespera Paradox
The Vespera hummed like a wounded beast, its hull groaning as it drifted through the void. Captain Elara Voss stood at the command console, her fingers brushing the cold metal of the interface. The ship’s AI, known only as Aegis,…
The Last Broadcast
The *Odyssey* hung in the void like a rusted coin, its hull scarred by decades of solar winds. Captain Mara Voss gripped the rail of the observation deck, her breath fogging the glass as she stared at the planet below.…
The Silent Horizon
The *Aurora* cut through the void like a blade, its hull gleaming under the twin suns of Epsilon Eridani. Captain Mara Voss stood at the observation deck, her gloved fingers pressing against the reinforced glass. Below, the planet Dain-7 loomed—a…
The Luminous Veil
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her visor as the shuttle descended through the planet’s thick, amber-hued atmosphere. The air shimmered with static, and the sky pulsed like a living thing, shifting between deep violet and a sickly green. Her boots crunched…
The Veil of Zeta
The air tasted metallic as Lieutenant Mara Voss stepped onto the crimson soil of Zeta-7, her boots sinking into the dust that shimmered under twin suns. The horizon stretched in jagged waves, a sea of obsidian rock fractured by veins…
The Veil of Solace
The air reeked of ozone and rust, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Lena’s throat. She pressed her palm against the cold steel of the shuttle’s hull, feeling the faint hum of failing systems beneath her fingers.…
The Silent Horizon
The air inside the research station tasted like rust and static, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Elara Voss’s throat. She pressed her palm against the observation deck’s reinforced glass, watching the twin suns of Epsilon Eridani…
The Last Signal
The static hum of the research station’s life support system was the only sound in the vacuum of the Arctic outpost. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging the inside of her visor as she stepped onto the…
The Last Signal
The air reeked of ozone and rust as Captain Mara Voss stepped onto the derelict hull, her boots crunching over shattered plating. The *Erebus* hung in the void like a skeleton, its skeletal frame lit by the pale glare of…
The Veil of Oris-9
The air inside the shuttle was thin, almost metallic, as if the oxygen had been filtered through rusted pipes. Commander Lira Voss gripped the armrests of her seat, her knuckles white. Outside the viewport, the planet Oris-9 loomed—a swirling mass…
The Hollow Veil
The *Odyssey* hung in the void like a rusted eye, its hull scarred by decades of neglect. Captain Mara Voss tightened her grip on the control panel, her knuckles pale against the cold metal. The distress signal had been weak—static-laced,…
The Last Broadcast
The air in the command module tasted like metal and static, a thin layer of dust clinging to every surface. Captain Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic fibers creaking as she leaned over the control panel. Outside the viewport,…
The Veil of Lirion
The air inside the dome tasted metallic, like rusted steel and burnt ozone. Kael Vorn wiped sweat from his brow, his gloves leaving streaks of grime on the visor. Outside, the sky of Lirion churned in hues of violet and…
The Silent Bloom
The air inside the exosuit was thin, metallic, and humming with the low thrum of life support. Commander Rhea Voss adjusted her visor, squinting through the amber haze of the planet’s atmosphere. Below her, the terrain stretched in jagged ridges,…