The ship moved through the void with breathtaking speed, the engines humming with an almost soothing consistency as we drifted deeper into the vast, starless expanse. The Beyond had long disappeared behind us, and the usual landmarks—stars, planets, anything recognizable—were nowhere to be seen. Here, in the deepest reaches of space, it was as though time and space held no sway. There was nothing to anchor our position, nothing to give the mind any sense of direction. It was a place of pure emptiness, where even light seemed reluctant to dwell.
Yet, despite the disorienting nature of our surroundings, Tao Yang sat confidently at the helm, her hands moving expertly across the controls. She appeared unfazed, her directional awareness steady and assured. It was as if she had an innate connection to the vastness of the void itself, guiding us through the dark unknown with ease. Hours passed like moments as we flew deeper, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at her mastery.
