THE MOON RINGS
Year 53 of The Trill War. Tycho Brae shipyards, Luna.
I had been out of The Service for over two years and thought I was adapting to civilian life very well, all things considered.
Until They came back for me.
I remember the night well. I was so happy until then.
In shipyard number 67 I had managed to get a low level mechanical design position because I was a Vet and from the office windows my dear friends and I, better known as ‘The Metal-Mickeys’s’ would watch the frenzied construction of yet another warship in hard vacuum. But for my friends and me it was a sedate, quiet time free from the constant fear and worry that had filled our Navy lives on active service.
Now might be a good point to enlighten some of you non-engineering types. Did you know that no two navy v
