Radar Station Remains

The colossal dish tilts toward the void, its surface scarred by micrometeorite strikes and shrapnel from long-forgotten battles. Deep within the support gantries, servos whine as the array endlessly sweeps the heavens, hunting for hostile burn-signatures and ghost signals from lost fleets. Commanders know that as long as this radar station stands, no enemy drop-pod, stealth frigate, or wandering horror from between the stars can approach entirely unseen.

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