The Last Paragons
The small Republic shuttle piloted itself and emitted a soft hum as it glided toward the contact point. Moor stared straight ahead as the craft maneuvered gracefully between the maze of mainly empty but brightly lit spires, tall towers, and elevated spheres of the capitol city, Geneseo Plex.
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