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The Spires of Denon
Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Meklos Verr took over once the command ship entered Amnthra’s atmosphere. He was a better on-planet pilot than anyone else on board. Besides, he preferred to do most things himself.
Even though he had the coordinates, Meklos flew hands-on. He opened the portals so that the cockpit, which jutted out in front of the small ship, seemed like it was encased in sky. He didn’t have quite a three-hundred-and-sixty degree view, although it was close.
Only the area directly behind him, where a door led to the area the crew usually called the bunkhouse, blocked the view.
It had taken two days to get to Amnthra from base, and that was about twelve hours longer than any group should have been in this vessel. But no other space-to-ground vessel had been available on short notice, so he had to take this one.