The smog-choked and world-weary sky shrouded the moon and she was glad of that, glad of the blurred shadows she faded into as she walked undefined through the resolute dreariness of the city, eyes fixed on the ground and a careful blankness maintained in her head, filling her time with the quotidian in order to escape her grief.

Then the world stopped in breathtaking clarity, razor-sharp shadows cast by a perfect moon suspended against stars she hadn't seen in years. Against her will, her eyes were drawn to that horrible bright orb that mocked her as her heart traced again and again that one question: why.

Moonlight prickled her skin, pooled in her eyes and trailed down her cheeks unnoticed. She stood there in the middle of the street, searching even as she told herself her eyeglasses could do no more than the telescopes at the space command lab. Somewhere beyond, unblinking eyes stared at her, helmet dustless on an disturbed plain. Who knows? Perhaps a bone-dry mouth whispered sweet nothings across the expanse as she stood there, transfixed, deaf to the car that hurtled in from nowhere and sent her across the skies into his embrace.

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