Lonely Calban attempts to escape from work at the end of a long shift.
A face appeared in front of her, an expression of subtly mocking superiority on a youthful and attractive face, which should have been angelic.
Vera signalled to her instructor through the reinforced Space Made Glass panel. Her hand was still free so she could still do that before they strapped it down for take off.
An age when there had been awe-inspiring technological advance. The Martan Empire grew in strength, economic size, and technological and cultural ability.