Beneath a veil of alien clouds, the vessel began its silent descent. On deck, the detector, Ger, stood motionless. His glowing eyes fed a constant stream of atmospheric data into the ship’s Camouflage Unit, weaving its hull into the wispy fabric of a cirrus formation. A ghost in the sky. To the pilot, Pid, their disguise felt impenetrable; no enemy eye could pierce these clouds. To achieve thi...
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