He took her small hand in his, and together they dove headlong from that silvery disk toward distant galaxies, which turned to blue-white streaks of iridescence, warped by their velocity.

The Milky Way dimmed red and dropped away behind them, a spurned pebble, and was soon lost in immensity, its true smallness revealed.

As one, they plunged through an atmosphere of ever-thinning stars. In a heartbeat of their time, which was tens of millions of years to the worlds and suns that watched them fly, the lovers, arm in arm, were in intergalactic space, soaring, riding the columns of light they shed.

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