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Tesla Terra:
Cassa glanced up as a dark shadow passed over the vineyard where she was checking the new crop that was almost ready for harvesting. The vineyards had been in Cassa de Rola’s family for centuries. Each generation nurtured the plants that provided a lucrative income for them and the small settlement nearby.
On the other side of the mountains lay the desert and the Badlands. Generally, either her father or older brother, Packu, were the ones who normally traveled there. That was where the mines and the closest large trader Spaceport were located. It was a lawless area and best left alone.
“Cassa!” A young boy called out in excitement as he ran down the long row. “Cassa! Look!”
“I see it, Jesup,” Cassa replied, not looking at her younger brother, but up at the massive ship
