There are legends of far-flung planets suspended at the edge of all that we know, hovering in the wide expanse of space and lit by the luminesce of trillions of ancient stars. These skies are filled with a tapestry of diamonds, flung brilliantly across the heavens over empty, silent planets. Planets where mankind has not left their mark. Planets of greenery and foliage, of ice and snow, of sand and rock. Planets built of nothing but great rolling breakers crashing on shoreless seas. Uninhabited, untouched, unseen. Infinite.
In these skies giants dwell.
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