Light Years Apart
t particularly mind-numbing). Tonight, though, the usual cosmic white noise felt... different. Like someon
urs, this weird little blip had been dancing across the spectrum. Not the chaotic burst of a supernova, not the predictab
and her 'intelligent signals' again," I could practically hear her dryly comment during our next video call. Anya was brilliant, no doubt, but her idea
t interference. A rogue satellite. My overactive imagination fueled by too many late nights and not enough human interactio
e into astrophysics in the first place, whispered the possibility. What if, across
My breath hitched. The pattern was repeating. Three short bursts, a pause, two
hysicist who considered a lively debate with a particularly stubborn al
" A ridiculous grin stretched across my face. This was either the most significant discovery in human history, or I was seriousl