TwentyTo’or
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Robin watched as Earth dwindled in size. There wasn’t any sensation of acceleration, although the view from outside the enormous porthole showed they had already exited the outer edge of the planet’s mesosphere and were entering the vacuum of space. From this vantage point, the universe was brighter and more colorful than any photo could capture. The stars and planets glittered with painful clarity.
He glanced around the interior of the ship. Porthole, hell. This whole place was a galactic version of a Hall of Mirrors from a carnival sideshow. Except, instead of mirrors, there were transparent walls. Other than the floor and ceiling, he could view space in IMAX detail. It took a while before his mind allowed himself to accept the fact that the ship’s own gravity kept
