Narrows

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The earth rose to meet them. The sky fell behind. All seemed well as the Narrows descended to berth.
Beneath meters of titanium and lead, hummed its dark heart. A drive built to last. To propel humanity starward. 
A brutal beast, punching holes in space; a brilliant savior, lifting the scions of worlds doomed to glass.
Yet today it was death. Alarms failed; the drive failed.
The dark heart turned the sky to that same darkness. It swallowed the earth below.
The Narrows wasn't a beast. It wasn't a savior. It was nothingness; and so too was the port below.
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