currency book

I am an aerospace engineer living through explosive losses in pursuit of distant glory, dejected by tedious days dotted by broken signals and melting metal. The years slowly collect dust over the old rockets, choking dreams in an era of wastelands bursting into yet another flame. Yet, above the burning boosters, the skies are full of surprises, spacetime sometimes throws us curve balls that fall in a blaze; an angelic automaton from the heavens reminded me of what is left to see on this cold Earth.