Above him was brilliant blue sky marred only by the occasional alabaster cloud. He passed over a thermal and used it to spiral up over the course of a few minutes. He still hadn’t quite figured out how to find them, but whenever he did he used them for the free lift. He spiraled higher and higher...
No matter how easy the diagrams made it look, something always made the job harder. His left hand and forearm were buried deep within a damaged probe. The tips of his fingers brushed against the board that he was trying to reach. According to the diagnostics it had jostled loose. It was a wonder ...
