“Rina balanced a small accounting tablet on her lap while The Galgorum burrowed. For three hours the cutters squealed into glacial ice. Conrad’s breath hawed and hawed over the comlink that connected their suits, loud in Rina’s helmet until she wanted to crawl back up to the surface.”

“Rina balanced a small accounting tablet on her lap while The Galgorum burrowed. For three hours the cutters squealed into glacial ice. Conrad’s breath hawed and hawed over the comlink that connected their suits, loud in Rina’s helmet until she wanted to crawl back up to the surface.”

— Dixon Reuel