Sol Two Hundred and Seventy-Two, Head Out Lady

"Tang Yue, Mr. Cat, look… the sun has risen." Mai Dong had the bulky EVA suit pulled up halfway when she looked up. Golden rays of sunlight poured in through the module's windows, landing on the girl's pale cheeks.

From Mai Dong's angle, the sunlight drew out a dark, humongous arc—the ends of Mars. The pitch-black shadow had hints of red as its thin atmosphere emitted a white luster. The sun's diamond ring effect disappeared rapidly before its rays shone onto the solar panels that were in the shadows.

The United Space Station's large array of solar panels were slowly spinning like a series of sharp blades that sliced the sunlight into particles.

Mai Dong squinted her eyes as the light and shadows brushed past her face, outlining her tiny, mellow nose.

"To us, the sun has been above us all this time," Tang Yue said.