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Brushfire on Europa
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The hum grew so loud that frost shook off the ceiling. On her screen, the glow split into hundreds of smaller lights, all moving at once, all rising toward the surface. "Okay," Priya breathed. "That's a lot of them."
The lights broke through the ice in a hundred tiny glowing dots and hung in the thin air, gentle as fireflies. They weren't a swarm of monsters. They were a school of small, curious creatures, blinking hello. Priya laughed out loud and waved at them through the window.
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