Land log: Day 1

In the last three hours-four stemquivers so powerful they almost buckled my knees. It's Olivine of course. I hope she felt the ones from me.

We've cleared the Wentworth port; a neighborhood called Famouth. The enormous Slight ship is sitting in its outsized landing cup like a huge, fuzzy, brown egg. I expected it to cause a stir, but people went on about their business; they move fast. The port is very loud and crammed with vessels of all sort, private ...