The cosmonauts took off their helmets, and Yuri hunted for Sol amid the stars.
“Are you still suffering from wanderlust like a sickness now?” He asked.
Valentina breathed in the planet’s air, then took his hand in the dark. “No, I’ve found a cure.”
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