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"It's a pretty good visualization."
i looked up, startled out of thought by my coworker who had leaned against the table next to me, gazing off to the side.
after a moment, i realized what she was talking about.
the dark shapes outside the window, mountainous and gliding across a landscape of flickering lights.
"oh. i try not to look at them. the renderings are distance-accurate. a few 'kilometers' away at this scale."
"Your loss. I think it's sort of… hauntingly beautiful."
"i dont like to be reminded; im just here to eat."
"So why'd you sit here?"
"its less crowded."
"Suuure," she held out her hand with a skeptical smirk. "Name's Astrid."
i tentatively shook it, "ember."
"You work in my section, but we've never spoken before. Isn't it odd how quiet the office is?"
"everybodys busy. theres a lot to do."
an echoing klaxon interrupted her, overhead lights flashing red.
The intercom, "Garbage collection anomaly. Brace for discontinuity."
dark shapes filled the window, looming close.
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
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