The Last Son of Rome
Flash Fiction
Proxima B shimmered emerald green in the distance. Its magnetic field captured energy from the nearest sun and diffused it across the planet's atmosphere in an intense auroral display. The Hero of Alexandria limped towards it with one engine sputtering and the other dead. Weakened by a journey of four light years, the ship floated through infinite spac…
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