Stalking Prey
Written for the Spooktober23 prompt "Stalk"
The ship moves, we move. Shadowing its every action, meeting it in port - covered in plain sight as we are, watching, waiting. Even as it travels the dark corridors of space itself we see it. For there is no where to hide, our reach is infinite, our power incomprehensible. While the Galaxy may not yet know it, it is ours, and ours alone.- Unknown
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