The pressure on your chest weakens as the craft gradually decelerates to a halt, and you find all the mass has been pulled out of you, leaving only your volume. The growl of the engines quiets to a hum followed by silence, viscous and expansive. You float in the quiet, timeless emptiness. It appears out of your window. Your home and all you know. The Blue Marble. “The most magnificent thing you'll ever see,” said something you read back home. And there it is: A perfect blue and green sphere painted with patches of white, emitting a gentle sapphire light. And there you are. But you are unchanged. Shocked by the beauty, but the same person. The sameness crushes you. You command your craft to face away from the earth and retreat to the emptiness.
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