The eagle scanned the ejection zone and the wide lanes seen through the Ring. He saw something scurry and banked to pass between worlds.
The sunlight was sharper in the drier, thinner air. The eagle flew in an arc, eyes ever on the small creature trundling between the devices that had sat still for uncounted eons.
The creature waited in the open for a moment too long The eagle folded its wings, extended its talons and dove.
The eagle carried the furry, anemone like creature back to his nest where it would lay its eggs in panic before being devoured.
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