The Hunt Continues

@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } pre { background: transparent } pre.western { font-family: “Liberation Mono”, monospace; font-size: 10pt } pre.cjk { font-size: 10pt; font-family: “NSimSun”, monospace } pre.ctl { font-family: “Liberation Mono”, monospace; font-size: 10pt } p { line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: 0.1in; background: transparent } The edge of Mandalorian space had always been quiet. A thin ribbon of stars and dust, watched by sensor buoys and the occasional Kom’rk patrol. Nothing ever came through here that didn’t announce itself first. Until tonight. Lightning ripped across the void—red, jagged, unnatural. Bolts thicker than starfighters arced between drifting asteroids, igniting the iron in their cores. The storm had no source, no atmosphere to sustain it. It simply was, a wound in space itself.