Kaira sat on the Glimmer’s flight deck. Tarkus was beside her, focusing on preparing the ship to leave jump space. She was watching the electric blueness of jump space curling around the ship.
She wondered if this would be the last time she’d gaze on this view. If things didn’t go well at the planet, or even if they went well but just took too long, it would be almost certain she would die before they returned to jump space. She was determined to enjoy it while she could.
“It’s almost time,” said Tarkus. “You might want to hold on. From what I’ve heard this is not the smoothest interface between jump space and real space.”
“Great! My favourite kind of transition!”
“Don’t worry. We went through far worse on the way here. It’s a good job I remembered to strap you down securely i
