Day 13
That awful thing that exists in the space between stars, that darkness that chokes in clouds on stormy nights. That's what he became, chasing the fantasy of a universe without the mistake he made, where he is in control. That is why he clings, sweating, to any living mark of his awful reign; it is why the pilot, in the stars, traps him in an awful part of the galaxy where he can't find anybody to torment.













