We had come so close.
We rationed proteins, we doled out water in scant mouthfuls. If we were careful, there would be just enough.
Then we ran out of fuel.
Outside, a blue-green world rotates tantalizingly out of reach. I lick my dry lips and send another mayday.
Christine Hanolsy 
I love this! It shows how despite perfect planning, anything could happen to throw us off… especially in space.
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Very nicely done, excelent imagery.
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The tension is really well done here!
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Can see our future ! Well done Christine.
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