I approached the main shaft. The top line of the turbine went up, fifty or so feet above our heads, blocking the light of the red sun before submerging itself into the ground again. The sound of the rotary device cut through the air and transported me to a time universalis. It could have been the turn of the nineteenth century or the sound of wind and engines on a distant planet.

A few hundred feet further, next to a mini-well attached to a storage tank, I found three workers, two ...