"Forty kilometers out, closing fast." Moira had the con, and her voice coming over the main deck speakers sounded tired. It was late afternoon, still part of her sleep period, but Master Terpin needed to be present at the landing to receive their visitors.
The afternoon was calm, the gray glow of the sky directly above streaked with darker clouds that occasionally disgorged brief, energetic showers of snow. Their course to meet with the flyer from Hennessy had led them south in addition to