The Most Beautiful Thing Redux According to Joanni’s Earth calendar, it was now springtime. April, almost May. In space, however, with no movement of her distant home sun to discern, nor any breeze, nor rain, each day felt like a week, each week like a month. Yes, it was almost May, but there would be at least four months slowly passing through its march of days, it would seem, before June and summer arrived. And how would summer manifest differently than any other season within the confines of the majestic but sleek metal alloy cage of the
Chapter 26. The Most Beautiful Thing Redux
Chapter 26. The Most Beautiful Thing Redux
Chapter 26. The Most Beautiful Thing Redux
The Most Beautiful Thing Redux According to Joanni’s Earth calendar, it was now springtime. April, almost May. In space, however, with no movement of her distant home sun to discern, nor any breeze, nor rain, each day felt like a week, each week like a month. Yes, it was almost May, but there would be at least four months slowly passing through its march of days, it would seem, before June and summer arrived. And how would summer manifest differently than any other season within the confines of the majestic but sleek metal alloy cage of the