Their next survey area would definitely be at a lower altitude. She pushed a long tendril of fog-dampened copper hair out of her eyes, clawing it impatiently toward the clasp at the nape of her neck. On the high ridges the fog showed brighter as the morning sun began to warm and lift the moisture, although in the ravine a cool, soundless dimness still counterfeited a predawn twilight.Ĭommander Cordelia Naismith glanced at her team botanist and adjusted the straps of her biological collecting equipment a bit more comfortably before continuing her breathless climb. Cover design by Passageway Pictures, Inc.Ī sea of mist drifted through the cloud forest-soft, gray, luminescent.
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