Lost Art of Mystery

She woke up disoriented, lying on a cold rugged terrain. Other than the distant hissing sound of leaking jet fuel, an unimaginable silence surrounded her. Cavernous skies glittered with a myriad of stars. In disbelief, she watched a weak band of pale green light as it crept across the horizon line. In spite of all predictions, she was the sole survivor of Xod8. Frosty metallic air streamed through her shattered helmet burning her face and stinging her eyes. She inhaled deeply as the green light became brighter, revealing the decimated craft. She stared in disbelief, her tears crystallizing into a tiny diamonds that drifted slowly into space.