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			The Dead End Word count: 89 Aeryn’s deft maneuvering carried Moya closer and closer to the Command Carrier. Crais and Crichton both clutched support beams as they checked and double checked that the defense screen continued to function properly. Aeryn twisted the Leviathan once more and then pointed Moya’s nose straight at the bridge of the Command Carrier. *** In Talyn’s command, the rest of the crew sat in tense silence in a rough circle. Suddenly, Chiana’s eyes glazed over and her hands rose high above her head as she began to sing shrilly in lament.