Space (75 words)
Emergency lights flickered. Astronaut Jack Archer stared out the cracked window to find a yellow pin prick of light against the black velvet universe.
He knew the risks when he volunteered, he didn’t care.
Pluto couldn’t be any colder or more desolate than living on Earth without his late wife.
He clipped her photo to the dashboard. Her face would deliver everlasting peace. He didn’t need anything more.
Humming engines died.
Darkness engulfed the spaceship.
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