It was bitter, exhaustion was setting in and only now did she realise how cold she was. The flimsy uniform dress seemed to be porous, letting in every gust of icy breeze. As it flapped at the hem, she pushed it back down hopelessly for the umpteenth time. Astrid rubbed at her arms in a vain attempt to warm herself, hugging herself as she ( Read more... )

It could be anywhere. She’d seen her first sunrise on Sol 3, yet the beauty and excitement of it had passed her by. Where she should have smiled and been caught up in the wonder of it, of how alien it was, of how its vibrant orange hues filled the horizon and fought with the dull grey clouds lending them their effervescence so that their edges ( Read more... )