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Phaedra the fugitive approached the shore. Not what she expected after the anguish she had suffered.
“Where are you?”
Her bare feet shuffled across the cool sand as she walked toward the odd collection of driftwood. A seagull hung suspended in the morning sky while another one “coo-cooed” on the beach.
Hot tears welled up behind her eyes but she refused to cry.
“You were supposed to tell me the secret.”
The dawn above turned off like a desk lamp. Phaedra saw alien stars across the dome and then something else. Her world was not a world, but a spaceship.




