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Lex floated along with the ocean current. Her arms were spread out wide, her jet-black hair adrift on the surface of the water. For once, she felt at peace. Truly herself.
The sun shone above her, and she soaked up its rays, basking in its golden glow. Her blue eyes stared up at the equally blue sky, not a cloud in sight. Soon she'd be called back to duty. Soon she'd once again have to face her limited, jury-rigged day-to-day existence. For a few moments, she was free to just drift.
The Dressler, a Mission-class AmSplor ship, sailed toward a city-sized rock named 43 Ariadne, harvested from the asteroid belt and placed in trailing orbit behind Earth. The starfish-shaped ship flew on the solar wind, drinking in ionized hydrogen and other trace elements that allowed her to breathe and grow, coursing slowly through the dark reaches of space between Earth and the sun. The Dressler lived on solar wind and space dust, accumulating them with her web of gossamer sails between her arms, filtering them down into her compact body for processing.
The detritus flew out behind her, leaving a jet trail across the void to mark her passing, leading back to Earth. Somewhere out there, their destination awaited them, an asteroid floating on a sea of stars.