7 January 3308CRICK OUTPOST | LHS 289 53.5625 / 37.1875 / -2.90625 Sitting in the Hermes on a pad at Crick Outpost, I can't help but reflect on the past two years. Since departing Cubeo, my life has been a blur of star systems, space stations, and settlements....
PrologueWho am I? That's an easy one: I am no one. From nowhere...at least, nowhere you've ever heard of. My mother, Helene Capan, was a teacher in a small port town on a dusty red planet where few children were attending school anymore. Our planet was dying...
