Mara Voss adjusted her gloves, the thick material crunching as she stepped into the cold. The air inside Kryo-7’s maintenance corridor smelled like rust and burnt circuitry, a scent she’d memorized over three years. Her boots echoed against the steel…
The air inside the dome hissed like a wounded animal, a sound that made Lieutenant Mara Voss press her palms against the reinforced glass. Outside, the twin suns of Altair-9 cast jagged shadows across the rust-colored plains, their light bleeding…
The air inside the dome hissed like a wounded animal, a low, metallic whine that set Lieutenant Mei’s teeth on edge. She adjusted her visor, the reinforced glass fogging slightly as her breath condensed. Outside, the sky of Eos-9 pulsed…
The air on Vespera-9 tasted metallic, like rusted iron and burnt ozone. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her visor, squinting at the horizon where the twin suns cast long shadows over the crystalline plains. Her team’s shuttle had landed three days…
The air reeked of ozone and burnt metal, a sour tang that clung to the back of Dr. Lira Voss’s throat as she adjusted the visor on her helmet. Outside the colony’s reinforced dome, the sky churned with violet clouds,…
The air inside the dome tasted metallic, like rusted steel and burnt ozone. Kael Vorn wiped sweat from his brow, his gloves leaving streaks of grime on the visor. Outside, the sky of Lirion churned in hues of violet and…
The air reeked of ozone and rust, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Dr. Elara Voss’s throat as she adjusted the visor on her helmet. Outside the colony’s domed perimeter, the twin suns of Thalassa hung low…