Space is cold.
It’s a
fact drilled into little heads during those first colorful lessons about the
solar system. Those lessons with the
spinning planets and the bright orange Sun are meant to stick with a child
long into adulthood. Space is cold, the
teacher always says.
Except when it isn't. "The Universe is filled with exceptions to known constants”, a different teacher says, many
years later. Space is cold unless you are being cooked in the radiation from a
star. Then space is not cold, it is burning you from the inside out.
Space, Maggie thinks, is a lot like love.
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Just a few thoughts from the head of Maggie O'Connell. She's out there, right now, exploring the universe, making new friends and hunting old enemies. You'll see her in the next book, I promise! (If you haven't read about Maggie's first (published) adventure, go check-out Dremiks )
