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    "There is no point in any of this rumination. You are gone. You are nothing now but a muse, something that I can conjure upon command and listen. You are nothing more now than a lullaby, a prayer, a dissonant, augmented, ugly, beautiful melody."

    Rocky and Grace part ways for their respective planets. It should feel like a victory. It doesn't.

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    24 Jul 2026

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    Captain yearning over here jeeze

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    “Rocky, I’m here, okay? Come back to me, pal, please.”

    Of course I will, I think, drawn to that voice, that strange, wobbling voice, which I care about without knowing exactly why, and I should – it makes me angry, not knowing – I should know –

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    23 Jul 2026

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    Softly, you admitted, "It reminds me of us, a little. Sometimes I wonder if our meeting was fate. If it was written in red, somewhere in the stars."

    "Red," I repeated. "Like astrophage."

    If our meeting was truly written in the red of astrophage, then it would mean that the stars started dying for us—that the entire galaxy mourned for them by singing a dirge, and it was loud enough to be heard in the vast silence of the Big Nothing.

    Perhaps the universe was torn in two a long time ago and is trying to pull the broken halves back together. For everything comes from stardust, from planets and moons to humans and Eridians. For across trillions of miles' worth of space and billions of years' worth of time, we existed at just the right parameters to have met each other. Then, perhaps the universe made me to love you, and perhaps the universe made you to be loved.

    Perhaps that is what you call fate.

    Or: Grace confesses his love. Rocky struggles to do the same, though not for the reasons you might think.

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    20 Jul 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Nuclear grade yearning that is so gentle and sweet it lured me to sleep multiple times with the softest dreams.

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    If this record is a confession, let it be a complete one: the human-thinking-machine Rocky was gifted has everything on it. With the aid of the device Rocky had made back aboard the Mary that translates light on Grace’s human-visual displays to texture on Rocky’s Eridian-sonar display, accessing all of humanity’s combined wisdom is as easy as making a database query.

    Rocky consumes approximately 1,600 Earth-hours of human pornography before the ship’s engines cease to function, leaving it dead and stranded in space. Again.

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    06 Jul 2026

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    “But you said you didn’t have a word for – for forcing someone into reproduction?”

    No. Is different, but equivalent violation. Means, to force to sleep.

    Or, Dr. Ryland Grace has yet to confront the choices taken from him. Eridian norms, ironically enough, force the issue.

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    29 Jun 2026