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Fog wound through the cemetery like ghostly fingers, clinging low to the ground and weaving around gravestones in heavy, pale tendrils. Buffy Summers navigated the labyrinthine paths, her boots crunching softly on the gravel. The fog curled around her ankles like a persistent cat, thick enough that the gravestones seemed to rise from an endless gray sea. Beside her, Faith moved with a predator’s grace, her leather jacket catching the moonlight in sleek ripples. A stake twirled effortlessly between her…- 2.6 K • Ongoing
The USS Trieste did not hum like the starships in the recruitment holograms. It vibrated. It was a persistent, low-frequency thrum that travelled up through the deck plating and into the soles of the boots, a constant reminder of the dilithium intermix chamber churning three decks down. The air tasted of ozone and recycled particulates, filtered one time too many. It was the smell of a machine that had been running hot for twenty years. Ensign Data stood outside the Captain’s Ready Room. He did not…- 3.4 K • Ongoing
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