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... propelling tonnes of metal frame into the sky.
Zetius found himself sweating, despite the cockpit’s perfect air-conditioning. Soft blue light illuminated his angelic visage, but his expression remained imperceptible. Anxiety? Excitement? Thrills? He couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
For all these months, not a day had passed that he didn’t feel the creeping darkness. A slight discomfort stirred inside him; he could ignore it at times, but it was always there, lurking.
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