In the shadow of the stolen light. Nika Veresk

      “The least number of ships approach the transport terminal in this place because there are repair docks under us,” answered Lora.

      “I was lucky that you didn’t run far away from the teleport cabin,” grinned the young man, “I had no idea that you’re so keen on exercise.”

      “It’s more of a meditation than exercise,” shrugged the girl.

      “Sitting in such a position it certainly looks like it,” smiled Derek, “Can I join you?”

      He sat next to her and crossed his legs, looking at a rather monotonous landscape outside.

      “I don’t know how to meditate. But, I’m sure I’ll easily fall asleep after five minutes if not earlier.”