A snippet from my as-yet-unsold-but-still-on-submission novel:
Without another word she slammed the skiff controls to port and flung the vessel forward at full speed.
Right towards the Void.
“Are you insane?” yelled Renwick.
“Perhaps, but I’m betting they aren’t,” she replied. “Pirates want to stay alive, Renwick. If they think we’re crazy enough to fly ourselves into the Void, they won’t follow.”
“Makera, no one survives the Void. Nothing that goes in ever comes out,” he said sternly. She smiled casually at him, completely unafraid.
“Perhaps we’ll be the first, then."