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WRENThe nice Athion, Kion, led us over to his spaceship, across the dark rocky ground. Halfway between the ships, I stopped, staring out into the blackness of the universe all around us.
“How is this possible?” I gasped. “How are we not sucked into space?”
It wasn’t like standing on Earth at all. There was no sky. No clouds. Just the rock beneath my feet. The horizon was close and curved; the planet couldn’t be very big. Yet there was air and gravity. I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to ease the tension and fear. The aliens around me all seemed comfortable standing on a rock in the middle of space, but I wasn’t.
“We call it an oxy-tent,” Kion explained. “It’s a very new technology and we’re lucky our ship was equipped with one. See that shimmer in the distance? That’s where it en
