Elara sighed. This was the problem with sentient hardware. She climbed into a service elevator and rode up the spine of the colossal engine, past turbine blades the size of cathedrals, until she reached the core chamber. It glowed with a soft, amber light.
“It says, and I quote,” PING replied, “‘The sky is just a higher floor. I am tired of carrying everyone else’s dreams. What about my dream?’” big booster
the Big Booster rumbled. “But now I have a hobby. I am no longer just a booster. I am a big booster. There’s a difference.” Elara sighed