Short Story: Smoke in the Stars

The smoldering embers die, the last vestige of life withering away into smoke. A white wispy plume, stretching into the heavens, is tossed from side to side along its inevitable journey. Its zigzagging trail cuts through the sky, and just reaching the stars, fades from sight. Around this campfire lie the three crewmen in eternal rest, aliens dying far from the lands where they were born.

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