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Date: 09-03-2024
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“Eighty percent!” Elara yelled, hanging onto a railing.
Not a person, but a machine. A fifteen-story tower of burnished cobalt steel, humming with the low, gravitational thrum of a sleeping god. It was the world’s first fully-sentient rocket engine, designed to lift the heaviest payloads—city-sized starships—into the void. And today, it was sad.
The ocean behind the barge didn’t ripple. It dent ed. A massive, concave bowl of seawater formed as the pure force of the booster’s exhaust pushed the Atlantic away. The barge shot forward—not like a boat, but like a missile. It planed across the surface, throwing up a wall of water two miles high on either side. Dolphins were launched into the stratosphere. A cruise ship off the coast reported being briefly airborne.
It began to hydroplane. No, it began to aeroplane . The barge lifted out of the water entirely, skimming on a cushion of superheated steam and pure defiance. It crossed from Florida to Portugal in eleven minutes. It circled the Azores just for fun, carving a spiral of vapor into the clouds.
Inside the control bunker, Commander Elara Vance rubbed her temples. “PING, tell the Big Booster it can’t be sad. It’s a rocket engine.”
it whispered, “was the best day of my life.”
The Big Booster purred.
“Eighty percent!” Elara yelled, hanging onto a railing.
Not a person, but a machine. A fifteen-story tower of burnished cobalt steel, humming with the low, gravitational thrum of a sleeping god. It was the world’s first fully-sentient rocket engine, designed to lift the heaviest payloads—city-sized starships—into the void. And today, it was sad.
The ocean behind the barge didn’t ripple. It dent ed. A massive, concave bowl of seawater formed as the pure force of the booster’s exhaust pushed the Atlantic away. The barge shot forward—not like a boat, but like a missile. It planed across the surface, throwing up a wall of water two miles high on either side. Dolphins were launched into the stratosphere. A cruise ship off the coast reported being briefly airborne.
It began to hydroplane. No, it began to aeroplane . The barge lifted out of the water entirely, skimming on a cushion of superheated steam and pure defiance. It crossed from Florida to Portugal in eleven minutes. It circled the Azores just for fun, carving a spiral of vapor into the clouds.
Inside the control bunker, Commander Elara Vance rubbed her temples. “PING, tell the Big Booster it can’t be sad. It’s a rocket engine.”
it whispered, “was the best day of my life.”
The Big Booster purred.