"Flight... we are go for Trans-Lunar Injection." "Copy. Orion, you are clear for departure. See you on the dark side." Four souls trapped in a titanium shell Leaving the cradle, breaking the spell 8.8 million pounds of thrust Turning the launchpad into dust! Wiseman! Glover! Koch! and Hansen! Into the black, the void is dancin'! IGNITION. S-L-S. DEEP SPACE. Beyond the belt, beyond the blue The Artemis fire is coming for you Gravity’s grip is a violent hand Tearing the ship from the hollow land ESCAPE VELOCITY. ORION. No landing gear, no boots on the dust Just a flyby loop in the machines we trust A slingshot arc around the lunar limb Where the light of the sun starts to grow dim The heat shield waits for the 5,000 degrees Bringing the giants down to their knees Current events in a vacuum of cold The greatest gamble that’s ever been sold. "It’s... it’s beautiful. But it’s so small. Everything we’ve ever known is behind that thumbprint." THE FAR SIDE. THE SILENCE. THE RE-ENTRY. THE VIOLENCE. 3, 2, 1... BREAK! 11 KILOMETERS PER SECOND. BLAZING. The First Woman. The First of Color. Space is a mother, space is a killer. Pushing the envelope, breaking the frame The moon is the target, Artemis the name! "Recovery team, we have visual. Orion is home." IM_Y_IN_ID
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