Manifest Destiny by Bret Bass
11:22 AM | Author: Glen Binger
Manifest Destiny by Bret Bass

I initiate the lift-off sequence, my final terrestrial command before the world fills with a jarring, primal noise. The screaming of a million gods defying our progress. Forbidden geometries spew across visors, mourning every birth, scorching every death. We breach the thermosphere. Discharge. And this planet becomes another disappointing memory.

Mr. Bass writes things. Lots of things. He gets paid to do this by people who should know better. He currently serves as an editor for the corporate equivalent of a Turkish bazaar. Previous work has appeared in Every Day Fiction and other publications.
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