res in the Making
res in the MakingThe speaker inside the house spoke softly.
“Guests for Kim Rendell, asking permission to land.”
Kim stared up at the unfamiliar stars of the Second Galaxy, and picked out a tiny winking light with his eyes. He moved to a speaker-disk.
“Land and be welcomed.” To Dona he added, “It’s a flier. I’ve been expecting something like this. We need fuel for the Starshine if we’re not to be stuck on this one planet forever. My guess is that somebody has come through the matter-transmitter from Ades to argue about it.”
StarshineHe moved to the edge of the terrace to watch the landing. Dona came and stood beside him, her hand twisting into his. The night was very dark, and the two small moons of Terranova cast no more than enough light to outline nearby objects.
