The Watcher
“THERE IS ACTION,” VEGA SAID.
She looked at the circle of women standing around the projection table in the control centre of Juno Station. The room was shrouded in semidarkness, as the station was just about to come out of the shadow side of the planet. Outside the window, the misty horizon lit up in a pale blue haze.
“What do you mean?” asked Taura. “Can you see that the mindshards have moved?”
“They’re still at the base, but I can feel their distress. We have to act now, rather than later.”
“Any idea what happened?” asked Ybella, who was the operations manager of the station and as such hadn’t been intimately involved with the planning as some of the others had. Although she grasped the concept of mindshards much better than Taura did, and possibly she could feel Vega’s
