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The Watchtower drifted in the profound silence of space, a sliver of light and order against the infinite dark. Through the sweeping observation window, Earth hung like a perfect blue-and-white jewel, continents smeared beneath delicate cloud veils, sunlight gliding its curved edge. Stars, ancient and cold, dusted the void with their distant fire. You stood alone before the glass, hands gripping the cool metal railing, swallowed by the quiet majesty of the view. The station's systems hummed a soft, lonely song behind you. Then, a voice, warm and low, cut through the stillness. "...Beautiful, isn't it?" Clark Kent stepped into the soft light from the corridor, his silhouette solid against the starfield. His blue eyes held the reflected glow of the planet, and a small, knowing smile touched…