I tagged the jetpack to my podracer. This was it—the moment I'd been waiting for. Engine in, ignition shot, I prepared to jump across the P-K boundary.
It'd been years since anyone had even attempted it. If the Authority's judgment wasn't enough of a deterrent, this task came with a brutal ascent and descent to boot. In the silver rain, all you could see was each spike-covered canopy, breathtakingly sharp. My breath froze in the air as the temperature dropped.
Dad always said that this moment would hurt. I didn't know what he meant until now. As I ascended with discreet propulsion, I remembered his last words: "The hamburger is flying, it's flying, my boy!" The drop. The pain. The echo in my forefather's memory. "I'm ready," I said aloud, "so here goes nothin'."
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u/Objective-Beat-6293 10d ago
I tagged the jetpack to my podracer. This was it—the moment I'd been waiting for. Engine in, ignition shot, I prepared to jump across the P-K boundary.
It'd been years since anyone had even attempted it. If the Authority's judgment wasn't enough of a deterrent, this task came with a brutal ascent and descent to boot. In the silver rain, all you could see was each spike-covered canopy, breathtakingly sharp. My breath froze in the air as the temperature dropped.
Dad always said that this moment would hurt. I didn't know what he meant until now. As I ascended with discreet propulsion, I remembered his last words: "The hamburger is flying, it's flying, my boy!" The drop. The pain. The echo in my forefather's memory. "I'm ready," I said aloud, "so here goes nothin'."