To Grow A Universe
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  • reads 171
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  • Delen 5
  • Tijd 23m
Lopende, voor het eerst gepubliceerd dec. 16, 2015
They say that all great civilizations fall in time, and the greater they are the more terribly they fall...

History seems to enjoy proving this. 

Tattered and fleeing across the cosmos in desperation, the last remnants of a great race sought a safe harbor from which they could rebuild and fight back against their assailants. They bent time and space to create it, sending power pulsing across the universe to lock nine key worlds together. When it was done they rejoiced, as no force that they knew of could rend asunder the bonds they had forced between the worlds, nor could any force from outside it enter within the affected region. 

Yet it wasn't long before they realized that even their great work was not impenetrable...
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