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Starshatter

Starshatter

Space can be very intimidating, especially if you are three feet tall and weigh at best forty pounds. He chuckled at his own facial expression reflecting on the inside of his helmet, and corrected his escape pod’s trajectory with the last drops of fuel. Were they drops? Most probably not. It was outer space, and the pod’s gravity plating was long drained out of power. So, blobs? Perhaps, or maybe the fuel tank had some device that enabled it to utilize even the last bits of fuel remaining. He just had to check that. His tiny frame would allow him to do so. The hamster began imagining how exactly he would crawl through the engine exhaust chamber and disassemble the fuel injector to reach the fuel tank, if he were to follow his curiosity...

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