Corruption bleeds into everything she knows.  It fills her veins like blood, suffocates from the inside out and replaces the oxygen in her lungs.  She lies awake at night and stares up at the sky in wonder, can change really come for something so far gone?  A starship flying prodigy learns early that hope is a fickle thing.  It's easy to lose and hard to gain, and yet so much can come from the smallest flicker.    And hope is all she has to cling