When mankind ascended to the stars, he came no closer to God. — Mitch Michaelson, The Eye of Orion, Book 1: Gearjackers
When mankind ascended to the stars, he came no closer to God. — Mitch Michaelson, The Eye of Orion, Book 1: Gearjackers
When mankind ascended to the stars, he came no closer to God. — Mitch Michaelson, The Eye of Orion, Book 1: Gearjackers
When mankind ascended to the stars, he came no closer to God. — Mitch Michaelson, The Eye of Orion, Book 1: Gearjackers
When mankind ascended to the stars, he came no closer to God. — Mitch Michaelson, The Eye of Orion, Book 1: Gearjackers
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When mankind ascended to the stars, he came no closer to God.

— Mitch Michaelson, The Eye of Orion, Book 1: Gearjackers
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