She turned to the secondary alarms, and the proximity one sent ice running through her veins. Something of significantly more mass and size than her ship was moving away from them rapidly. Which should be impossible. There was no way the enemy had been able to follow them, much less been able to beat them to their destination. As she brought up the remaining sensors to get a read on it, all sorts of impossible scenarios involving how their enemy could have gotten here first ran through her fatigued mind.
The data finally started scrolling in and her brain went blank, not able to process the impossibility of it. And then she started laughing. Not the easy laugh her race was noted for, but a racking, almost desperate laugh. The laugh of the condemned reprieved by a dead battery. Out of all the vastness of space, they had come out right on top of what could be a tiny moon drifting through space. As more details came in, her laughter faded and gave way to amazement. By what she was reading it appeared to be perfect for what their plans required. Her fingers reached out to the screen showing an image of it and caressed the image, her face relaxing from the strain of the past hours into an almost childlike wonder. A tiny flame that had nearly gone out in her heart flickered back to life. They should have had to spend weeks or months finding one like this. And yet here it was, right where they Emerged. Perhaps they were in step with the Song!
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