The crew, at the edge of the stars, peered into nothingness. With a roar of the engines, they pushed further than any had ever gone. Their role, as mission leaders, was to burn through to the other side. The chatter among the feline crew grew loud in the vessel’s hive construction—a sign of imminent victory.
But they never knew of the Federation sage’s curse chanted ominously into the haze of a smoky cauldron right before the ship’s mission. Acting alone and in secret, she compromised their mission.
She was the guardian of all knowledge; life’s mysteries had to remain hidden.