Galaxy Must 〈Firefox〉

She touched the console. “No,” she said softly. “We can’t not.”

“We can’t,” whispered Captain Thorne, staring at the unfolding apocalypse of creation. “If we complete the signal, we might unmake reality as we know it.” galaxy must

She sent the final key. The Hum became a scream of joy. The monoliths fired beams of raw potential into the supermassive black hole at the galactic core. For one eternal second, Elara saw the universe not as a place, but as a thought —the first thought of a god still in its crib. She touched the console