I dreamt of that darkness last night and felt the engine shudder, yet in the waking cold, I realize we were never meant to reach the gate.
If the ride is rigged to break down before the exit, you are just paying a premium to get stranded in the dark sooner.
A reading from Psalms 103:16
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. {it is...: Heb. it is not}
— Psalms 103:16 (en_kjv)
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