One touch, one galactic crown

W/the 1st touch
she came alive
lightning streaked her skin gilding it as she writhed
gasped 4 the sweet air flowing past her lips

Her grifting days ended when she was re-lifed on a paradise. No need to steal or beg when plenty surrounded her.

Fortune favors the intrepid but so do the enemy’s lasers.

No ardor so enflames the heart in the heat of battle like seeing the Intrepid crash kick up lunar dust.
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We wield the power to crush worlds
Extinguish lives in a cold lightless void
Heavy is the mind that commands

The writing’s on the wall
it spells out our doom
2 far our empire stretched
it’s jewels shatter breaking our galactic crown