This is the prologue;
Only at night, that's when she came out, and just to the edge. Her path was well concealed; she didn't want to risk losing it. She was safe for the moment as the abomination concentrated on a task; the beast was cunning, though not cunning enough to focus on her at the same time.
She had to be quick, there was never much time. Outside the pressure dome, on the ice lake, she tried to get a sense of the sky. She analyzed the star pattern and the many moons. She needed to know where she was.
Over at the edge of the lake, where the ice scraped against the rock, the abomination fixated on an excavator. This one had broken down again, now half stuck in a crevasse. In the cab the operator sat crumpled, exhausted by the heavy gravity. The abomination directed a maintenance robot to separate the cab from the load and then it pushed the man machine over the edge. The cab crashed silently into the crevasse coming to rest on the rocky shore beside the others, to be ground and dissolved by the forces of time.
She wanted to jump down and help the poor man, show him some mercy. Physically able, she'd been here long enough to adapt and her muscles were developed. Yet this was not a place of mercy, nor pity, nor honour. The fleeting thought of such vices alerted the abomination to her presence.
Another path lost! She fled back to her wilderness, terror fuelled her escape.
Only at night, that's when she came out, and just to the edge. Her path was well concealed; she didn't want to risk losing it. She was safe for the moment as the abomination concentrated on a task; the beast was cunning, though not cunning enough to focus on her at the same time.
She had to be quick, there was never much time. Outside the pressure dome, on the ice lake, she tried to get a sense of the sky. She analyzed the star pattern and the many moons. She needed to know where she was.
Over at the edge of the lake, where the ice scraped against the rock, the abomination fixated on an excavator. This one had broken down again, now half stuck in a crevasse. In the cab the operator sat crumpled, exhausted by the heavy gravity. The abomination directed a maintenance robot to separate the cab from the load and then it pushed the man machine over the edge. The cab crashed silently into the crevasse coming to rest on the rocky shore beside the others, to be ground and dissolved by the forces of time.
She wanted to jump down and help the poor man, show him some mercy. Physically able, she'd been here long enough to adapt and her muscles were developed. Yet this was not a place of mercy, nor pity, nor honour. The fleeting thought of such vices alerted the abomination to her presence.
Another path lost! She fled back to her wilderness, terror fuelled her escape.