San Francisco and its waning night life rushed past them in a smear of bright light and flickers of mangled sound, the cold air forming a strong slipstream around them, she carefully guided the bike in smooth immaculate curves around the streets and other vehicles in her way with practiced ease. Revelling in the feeling of travelling, boundless at such high velocity after so long, she relaxed and tipped her head back to look up at the sky and dome of stars. The visor on her helmet tinted the lights around her into a dull, gloomy appearance and yet the stars were, as usual, a visual wonder. The gift of an unimpeded view of the heavens distracted her from letting her mind stray towards lifeless zombie-like beings walking amongst her. Dulled and blunted with alcohol, she felt bad for them as they tried their very best to appear as a norm in the high-functioning society that wouldn't even think twice before dismissing them to be useless in their current state. Many of them she knew and went to school with, many only drank this way to dull out the memory of the exhaustive day they just had. Tearing her eyes away from the girl she usually sat next to in forensics class, who had just almost been hit by a car, she let her eyes travel back to the untouched beauty of the earths surroundings. Her mind couldn't trace out the ancient constellations, or provide her with the details of which of the distant specks of light were solar objects and which were planets. She could see the faint band of milk-white translucent light that had given the galaxy its name, the one for whom the very word galaxy in the English language had been coined so very long ago.
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