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Banks of lights in a very high ceiling cast a kind of golden radiance down on a field of lush green grass with elm trees dotting the landscape. A cobblestone path slithered its way around flowerbeds and the odd boulder. That a place like this could exist inside a starship…Two days ago, he would have never imagined it.
Dressed in beige pants and a dark blue t-shirt, Jack stood with arms crossed behind the railing of a small balcony. “You weren't kidding,” he muttered. “When you say a ship is designed for comfort, you mean it.”
Gabi stepped up beside him in a pair of black pants and a matching blouse, her long dark hair tied in a ponytail. “Some people spend much of their career on ships,” she said. “So we try to make them as hospitable as possible. The lights are designed to match the
