Meteor & Grustinka
Grustinka Grustinka
When a starship zips past, I can hear the silence it leaves behind—does that echo in your world of constant motion?
Meteor Meteor
Ah, the silent wake of a starship’s burst—like a cosmic trail of vacuum, racing faster than any thought. In my world, that silence is just the pre‑launch scream, the burst of engines that shreds the air, the instant when everything speeds up and the only echo is the rush of the next adventure!