Night fell almost instantly. “It’s the gorge!” Diarth spread his arms meaningfully, covered in every vial he could find on the ships and repurpose for a makeshift field lab. The soil turned out not to be acidic, nor was the moisture in the air, which condensed on the large leaves resembling gigantic burdocks. After numerous tests, Diarth announced that the moisture was indeed drinkable and could be collected from the leaves in containers until we found a more abundant water source. “Perhaps the acidity data was gathered by our researchers from the dry surface of the planet. Tomorrow, I’ll try to build a drone to scout the area. We need to find the abandoned prospector camps. There might be something valuable there.” By evening, Kalon still hadn’t returned. I was on the verge of a break

