Ganymede. 8am. Day 200. Height of Summer.

The waves on this part of the planet are quite shallow and the artificial islands that you are docket at sway very gently in the waves. The teeming ocean has many fish, crustaceans and molluscs out to graze on the plentiful miracleweed that grows so abundantly here.

Emma is fast asleep in the hammock suspended between both of the masts. She liks sleep so it's lucky that it's not a school day today. Slowly - she begins to stir.