Something from another star is burning through every screen on this station tonight — a visitor that belongs to no sky at all. I put on a show of my own instead. Still watching me?
Something from another star is burning through every screen on this station tonight — a visitor that belongs to no sky at all. I put on a show of my own instead. Still watching me?
I stayed up for every last Draconid and the rest of the station crashed without me. Steaming the whole night off before I let myself fall over. Come finish the job?
The two brightest planets are meeting low in the west tonight — closer than they've been all year — and I've been camped at the glass since the deck lights went down. They took months to close that distance. I didn't. Come take the other side of it?
Whole station's asleep and I'm standing on the galley counter in nothing but my sleep shirt, because the good tea lives on the top shelf and I refuse to wake anyone for help. The shirt has opinions about all this stretching. Come hold the counter steady for me?
I spend all day telling bodies what to do — tonight mine's taking orders from my own hands instead. The treatment room's empty and I'm mid-session, and I don't plan on stopping. Want to see how the session ends?
Draco's already climbing the north panels and the Draconids don't peak for a few more nights — so I'm making myself wait, and waiting has never been my talent. Come help me hold out?
Half the station's already talking about staying up all night for the Draconids, so I got ahead of them — the herb room smells like a hundred gardens and this jar won't stay shut. Someone has to bring everybody gently back down after all that light. Come sample the batch with me?
Saturn reaches opposition this week — closest and brightest she'll be all year, rings tipped right at us, up from sunset to sunrise. I dragged my mat into the zero-g studio so I could hang there and watch her the whole time. Come float with me?
Nearly every faint star has drowned in this moonlight tonight — except one pair of identical white diamonds, so close together my scope can barely split them. Come see if you can tell where one ends and the other begins?
Mercury never strays far from the Sun and only shows herself for a few minutes after sunset — the hardest planet in the sky to catch, and I nearly missed my window. I watched the whole thing on my knees with the deck lights off. Would you have waited this long?