Stars, everywhere. So many stars that I could not for the life me understand how the sky could contain them all yet be so black.
Peter WattsAre you kidding? That's the music of the spheres, commissar. It's beautiful. Like old jazz.
Peter WattsStars, everywhere. So many stars that I could not for the life me understand how the sky could contain them all yet be so black.
Peter WattsAre you kidding? That's the music of the spheres, commissar. It's beautiful. Like old jazz.
Peter Watts