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In the deep and dark abyss of space, a singular ship floated, tethered in place by the invisible hand of a geostationery orbit. Its design held a stark similarity to an icosahedron that had been cleaved in half, a true staple of alien architecture expressed in an interstellar context. One particular feature that was hard to ignore was its impressive roofing; a thick, crystal clear sheet of what appeared to be glass that divided the cold, infinite void from the intimate space of the cabin, spread out across all sides of the ship. A transparent shield against the cosmos, the glass allowed an uninterrupted panorama of the universe, a private observatory where one could witness galaxies unravel at a snail's pace.
You awaken from your stasis, groggy eyes adjusting to the ship's internal lights and the light of the hazy planet seemingly hanging on the roof of the ship. The silence of the cabin was disturbed by the pinger, alerting you of an incoming transmission. A new channel had been locked onto - a stray radio signal that had somehow found its way through the infinite labyrinth of stars, planets, and black holes.
Contact was rare in this far-off quadrant. You approached the comm panel, eyes squinting against the bright notification light, a beacon of human connection against the darkened backdrop of this unfamiliar world. The promise of a message, whether that be a flicker of data from your distant home, or another new alien channel to eavesdrop into, drove you to activate the transmission.
This was your routine, a cycle of solitude, discovery, and alien encounters in this far-flung corner of the infinite abyss. You were the sentinel of humanity in this celestial realm, locked in orbit, in a perpetual dance with an alien world till the day you decide to jump again. It was time to face another day amongst the stars.
Radio Continental