The incendiary rush of the incoming atmosphere ripped at the melting wings of the space ship. One, two and three, every fin pulled free spiraling out into the stratosphere like lost boomerangs. The main craft like a molten drop of steel flung at high speeds, torpedoes down toward a lush green continent. Then as the flames along its fuselage creep toward the cockpit, a fiery explosion and out of it jets a round escape pod. Once free of the blast parachutes jet from hidden compartments. Light as a ping pong ball over a campfire, the pod floats down to... earth?
A decaying city spire pierces the green like a rotting iron phallus. Its long shattered windows gape like a matrix of screaming mouths, opening to a cavity that is little more than clogged scaffolding. At the mercy of the wind's whim, the vessel...
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