Aluna led Arrin to a white metal patio chair in the sun and stood behind him massaging his shoulders, and inhaling the fresh, clean air. “I like it here,” she said. “I had no idea New Earth was so beautiful. I almost wish I could stay here forever.”

“As do I,” Arrin said with fake, but convincing tenderness. He reached up and grasped her hand.

Aluna couldn’t help it, she blushed at his touch. She noticed Arrin’s guard-companion was looking at them disapprovingly, though, and so pulled free. “I love all of the trees. You don’t see this many trees on Nephron anymore, except outside the city. The pollution is slowly killing them all off.”

Arrin came to his feet feeling stronger in the fresh air. He walked somewhat unsteadily to...

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