He never said he was immortal, just that he’d ‘die another
day’. And no matter how hopeless the odds, he’d find a way to survive. From being
stranded without a suit in the coldest reaches of the Amorpoch Nebula, to facing
down an entire Creson Fleet, to that time he ‘accidentally’ caused a cascading
black hole generator, he always found a way to survive.
In my travels with him, I went from assuming he was lucky,
to thinking he was smart, to knowing he was blessed, all the way back to luck.
And then, he died.
Yesterday.
Damn temporal flux…
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