The Cog that Spins the Wheel - 10

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Chapter 10 - A Migration of Whales

Across the galaxy, a pod of Blue Whales move. Slow, deliberate, fixated. Three behemoth creations that swim through the inky void between Mars and the tiny rock orbiting the Earth. They have none of the animal grace of their namesakes. They are things removed from nature. Their beauty is not in their form, but in their pure function. Silver rings, pristinely smooth, connected to central hubs by long, tubular spokes—they rotate in silent rhythm ...