SEVEN
Two days previously, Kyra, Torben and Rex had been sitting in the confines of the cockpit, staring in awe as the ship settled after its descent through the wormhole. They had sat in silence for several minutes, staring out into the black void of space. Millions of miles ahead of them, a yellow sun cast its light across the solar system. It was Torben who had broken the spell, gently coaxing the ship forward until they were skipping through the unknown system. After a while, a large red planet with a scar running along its width had appeared before them. Torben and Kyra had left Rex to man the ship as they went about their business with renewed vigour. They had dined together, a warm familiarity settling over their fledgling relationship. No kisses were exchanged in the two days it t
