A SHORT STORY And then Old Nash decided to die next morning when the first ray of peculiar pink sunlight will hit the top of the sharp boulder not too far from the dome. He is sitting in observatory desk at the top floor of the dome. The room is dark, merely illuminated with the instrument panel's light. The windows are built to restrict the sunlight to come in, though no problem to watch out. He is sitting in front of one window panel from where he could see the sun is setting in the distant horizon. Planet surface is floating by the peculiar, eerie pink twilight creating a kind of weird feelings in the observer's mind. Old Nash, age 777 years, a legendary galactic explorer, and based on the galactic standard, he is old now. He had explored so many worlds, walked on the surface of so many planets, bathed under so many stars of the galaxy, he himself couldn't remember. For the Last few years he had been on some important exploration in this part of the g...
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