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The stars slip quietly by, Nothing more than a passage of time, Each light a distant thought, Nothing more than a point in space. The ship drifts through the void, Towards its destination, The sparkling city planet of Vascuez, The crown of the Emperium. As the ship nears the planet, An unbelievable sight is seen, The sparkling gem of society, Had ceased to gleam. The towers fallen, The roads destroyed, The windows smashed, The people long gone. The crowning jewel of a grand Empire, Fallen without a single warning, The city that was to be forever, Lost in such a short time. The ship set down, Close to the broken atrium, T