For too long had the Sun Maiden been plunging sunward, her meteor-crushed jets and warped plates feeling the relentless chill of space eating swiftly inward. Past the orbit of Mars; down past Earth's sector of space, and into the pull of Venus she flashed, her pace quickening. And crew-, sweating and hollow-eyed within the foul closeness of space suits, worked desperately to repair that all-but hopeless damage.

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