Jaina leaned across her, laying her arm on Tatia and resting her head on Tatia’s shoulder. Tatia sighed, drawing Jaina against her.
The ambient hum of the ship filling the air with its steady cadence. The machine sound lulled them into a long and restful sleep, and Tatia dreamed of darkness beneath fronds. Flickering lights, and a massive tree with grasping roots.