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  1. Public Bookmark 62

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    His attention is only taken away from the stars at the sound of someone walking on the sand. It’s hard to tell in the low light but the Eridian looks like they’re a light grey, bigger than Rocky but smaller than Adrian. It doesn’t look like anyone he recognizes and Grace is pretty sure he knows most of the biodome team by now.

    Grace tenses but refuses to let himself freak out. “Hello!” he calls out to them as he stands, “I don’t think we’ve met yet?” he asks, tapping his foot on the ground twice.

    The Eridian crouches down in a move Grace recognizes from his history and culture lessons. It’s a hunting stance, a crouch as the Eridian prepared to take off in a sprint. This is not someone friendly and this is not a misunderstanding. Grace turns tail and does what he does best, run.

    or someone breaks into the biodome

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    22 Oct 2026

  2. Rec 10

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    …*What*.

    “What?” Grace asks, completely shocked out of his stupor, tears instantly stopping. WHAT?

    “Do you– do you mean that in a platonic way or a pervert way..?” Why the fuck did he ask that. Can he shut up. Oh my god.

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    21 Oct 2026

  3. Rec 16

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    “Alright, Cal,” I tell the little orange Eridian. “Remind me again—what happens at the end of the month?”

    Cal wiggles in place. “Halloween! The last day is Halloween!”

    “Right!” I turn my back to the class just for a moment to gather up a stack of papers, embossed so that the text on them is readable.

    The writing is all in Eridian, and the paper itself is something that the biodome team helped develop: a miraculous material that can withstand both my environment and Erid’s. If I was still on Earth, it would be one of the most incredible feats of the century—aside from everything we accomplished on Project Hail Mary—and yet, most of it is shipped here, to my cozy little seaside classroom. It’s very important for things like homework.

    Or field trip permission slips.

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    17 Oct 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 96

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    For decades, centuries, I do not speak my name or hear my name spoken. I speak: talking to myself becomes a habit early on, and I have no will to try to prevent it. It's a sign of my mind degrading in the isolation, like heat is a sign of proximity to combustion. Natural, and unavoidable. I talk to myself, in the quiet, and I sing to myself, and I pluck the ship communication threads often, asking it to relay the same information over and over, just to create sounds. But no one calls me by name. I am no one, known to nobody.

    Then the alien comes.

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    16 Oct 2026

  5. Rec 4

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    petrichor (n.) the distinctive scent which accompanies the first rain after a long warm dry spell.

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    Grace gets to smell rain again. It reminds him that he's real.

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    14 Oct 2026