Nsps-98301:45:42 Min 📌

The stars aren't points of light anymore. They are long, white streaks of ink on a canvas of absolute nothing. If this is the end of the line, at least the view is worth the cost of the ticket.

To the sensors, I am just a heat signature, a minor fluctuation in the cabin’s oxygen consumption. To the stars outside, I am a speck of dust caught in a glass jar, hurled toward a silent horizon. NSPS-98301:45:42 Min

45:42 Min (Post-Ignition) Status: Nominal / Drift Detected The stars aren't points of light anymore