Tennessee Faris
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The year is 2104.
It was quiet on board the large USCSS Covenant ship for the most part, with the occasional beep from an operating system, the soothing hum of the ships thrusters at it makes it course through the vastness of space.
Deep space. It was all you could see from the cockpit's windows, as far as the eye could see, like a blanket shrouding everything in its darkness — Of course, aside from the glittering pearlescent stars shimmering, like beautiful pearls.