In Bloom

The Spirit of Amelia slowly descended down towards the ground and touched down on a flat patch of grass incredibly softly. Her landing gears’ legs creaked a little under her weight, but ultimately held firm.

There were a few muffled CLICKS accompanied by a long HISS as the ship depressurized deep inside. Vents all around the ship expelled some of its stale air.

It quickly normalized its inner atmosphere and let the crisp Venusian air slip deep inside. Every compartment and every passageway drew in the sharp scent of fresh plants, the ripe scent of human sweat, and the pungent stench of animal dung.

The side door slid open into a ramp and came down towards the ground with smooth precision. Up top were the three Ravens, who laughed and chatted as they walked down the ramp and out towards a vast and busy farm.

“The Laertidus won’t mind if we parked ourselves right out here, yeah?” asked Eva.