MIDST | S1 E11: Descent
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Finnis, I Trust You
Vinyus takes another nervous glance at the paperwork in his hands. The cosmic endless blackness is rising, rising, slowly swallowing more and more of the view from the observation deck. All of these islets are barren, lifeless. It's not where they're headed. Their destination is down there, spinning on the median. Mids. One out, red and green, rolling slowly on the black ocean. Still pretty small at this distance, but large enough to see the vivid colors standing out against the black of the fold. Planets.
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